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CHURCH  POETRY:/^ 

.  JUL  24 1936  . 


Being  portions  op  the  psj 


AND  HYMNS  SUITED  TO  THE  FESTIVALS 
AND  FASTS,  A^D  VARIOUS  OCCASIONS  OF 
THE  CHURCH. 

Selected  and  Altered  Jrom  varioxis  Jivlhois. 


BY  WM.  AUGUSTUS  MUHLENBERG, 

ASSOCIATE  RECTOR  OF    ST.  JAMES's  CHURCH,    LANCASTER 


)    PHILADELPHIA: 

PUBLISHED  BY  S.  POTTER  &  CO. 

/.  Maxvotll,  Printer, 

1823. 


EASTERN  DISTRICT  OF  PENNSYLVANIA,  to  wit: 

Be  it  remembered,  that  on  the  twelfth  day  of  April, 
in  the  forty-seventh  year  of  the  independence  of  the 
United  States  of  America,  A.  D.  1823,  the  Reverend 
William  Augustus  Muhlenberg,  of  the  said  district, 
hath  deposited  in  this  office  the  title  of  a  book,  the  rig-ht 
whereof  he  claims  as  author,  in  the  words  following-,  to  wit: 
"  Church  Poetry:  leing  portions  of  the  Psalms  in  Verse,  and 

Hymns  suited  to  the  Festivals  and  Fasts,  and  various  occasions 

of  the   Church.     Selected  and  altered  from  various  Jiuthors. 

By  Wm.  Augustus  Muhlenberg,  Associate  Rector  of  St-  Jameses 

Church,  Lancaster.'''' 

In  conformity  to  the  act  of  the  congress  of  the  United 
States,  intituled  "  An  act  for  the  encouragement  of  learn- 
ing, by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts,  and  books, 
to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies,  during"  the 
times  therein  mentioned." — And  also  to  the  act,  entitled, 
"  An  act  supplementary  to  an  act,  entitled,  "  An  act  for 
the  encouragement  of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies 
of  maps,  charts,  and  books,  to  the  authors  and  proprie- 
tors of  such  copies  during  the  times  therein  mentioned," 
and  extending  the  benefits  thereof  to  the  arts  of  design- 
ing, engraving,  and  etching  historical  and  other  prints." 

D.  CALDWELL, 
Clerk  of  the  Eastern  District  of  Penr\sylvania. 


It  is  generally  admitted,  that  the  psalmody  of 
the  Episcopal  Church  needs  improvement.  No 
material  alteration  has  been  effected,  since  the  late 
excellent  Bishop  of  London  remarked,  '*  of  all  the 
services  of  our  Church,  none  appears  to  me  to  have 
sunk  to  so  low  an  ebb,  or  so  evidently  to  need  re- 
form, as  our  parochial  psalmody."  The  many  ver- 
sions of  psalms  and  compilations  of  hymns  that 
have  lately  appeared  in  England,  some  of  them 
under  the  sanction  of  dignitaries  of  the  Church, 
prove  the  existence  of  a  very  general  wish  for  re- 
formation, in  this  delightful  and  important  part  of 
divine  service.  To  show  that  such  reformation  is 
practicable,  is  the  design  of  the  present  publica- 
tion. 

The  first  part  of  the  work  contains  versions  of 
all  such  portions  of  the  psalms  as  are  likely  to  be 
used  in  public  worship — most  of  which  will  be 
found,  as  far  as  metre  and  rhyme  allow,  faithfiil 
translations  of  the  sacred,Hext.  A  poetical  version 
necessarily  deviates,  more  or  less,  from  a  literal 
translation.  While  the  versifier,  on  the  one  hand, 
may  endeavour  to  adhere  closely  to  the  inspired 
author,  he  finds  himself,  on  the  other  hand,  obliged 
to  paraphrase  or  curtail,  expand  or  abbreviate,  in 
order  to  produce  smooth  and  agreeable  verse.  The 
b 


IV 

.  old  version  of  the  kirk  of  Scotland,  is  an  instance 
where  the  poet  (if  a  poet  he  was)  has  yielded  all 
his  claims  to  a  literal  rendering  of  the  psalm; 
while,  in  the  work  of  Mr.  Merrick,  the  author  has 
allowed  such  free  range  to  his  poetical  powers, 
that  sometimes  we  di?  jover  but  faint  traces  of  the 
inspired  text.  Most  of  the  following  portions  have 
been  selected  as  a  medium,  uniting  good  poetry 
with  an  adherence  to  the  original.  Others  are  pa- 
raphrases— for,  when  a  paraphrase  was  found  to 
express  the  spirit  of  the  psalm,  or  accommodate  it 
to  the  purposes  of  public  devotion,  better  than  a 
more  literal  translation,  it  was  preferred.  It  will 
be  remarked,  that  the  verses  in  each  portion  re- 
main in  their  original  order,  except  in  very  few 
instances.  When  the  psalms  are  disjointed,  and 
unconnected  verses  brought  together,  as  is  fre- 
quently done,  certainly  what  is  thus  produced, 
cannot,  with  propriety,  be  called  the  Psalms  of 
David. 

Some  of  the  sublimest  portions  of  the  Psalter 
cannot  be  converted  into  our  Church  metres  with 
any  success.  For  instance,  a  poetical  translation 
of  the  68th  psalm  should  be  an  irregular  ode — any 
of  the  ordinary  metres  would  cramp  to  destruction 
its  bold  and  varied  strains.  Where,  too,  shall  we 
find  satisfactory  metre  versioas  of  the  former  part 
of  the  18th,  22nd,  78th,  104th,  &c.?--The  only 
way  in  which  these,  and  similar  psalms  can  be  em- 


ployed  in  public  worship,  ^vithout  destroying  their 
force  and  beauty,  is  to  chant  them  as  they  stand  in 
the  prose  translation. 

The  selection  has  been  made  from  the  works  of 
Tate  and  Brady,  Merrick,  Watts,  Mrs.  Steele, 
Montgomery,  Goode,  B.  Wood,  and  many  others — 
with  all  of  whom  great  liberty  has  been  taken  in  the 
way  of  alteration.  Their  compositions  have  in  so 
many  instances  been  modified,  and  the  verses  of  one 
blended  with  those  of  another,  in  the  same  psalm, 
that  their  names  have  not  been  affixed  to  the  por- 
tions. Occasionally  to  supply  a  line  or  verse,  and 
rarely  a  psalm  or  hymn,  an  attempt  has  been  made 
at  original  composition;  but  only  when  necessity 
required. 

With  respect  to  the  hymns,  pains  have  been 
taken  to  adapt  them  to  the  various  subjects  and 
occasions  for  which  they  are  needed.  They  have 
been  selected  from  a  large  number  of  authors, 
with  whose  works  the  same  freedom  has  been  used, 
as  in  compiling  the  psalms.  With  the  hope  of  im- 
provement, they  have  been  freely  altered — in  do- 
ing which,  great  assistance  was  derived  from  a 
"  Selection  of  Psalms  and  Hymns,"  published  un- 
der the  patronage  of  the  Archbishop  of  York,  in 
which  many  old  compositions  appear  in  a  new  and 
improved  dress.  It  is  hoped  that  the  object  con- 
stantly in  view  in  making  the  compilation,  has,  in 
a  good  degree,  been  attained — viz.  the  union  of 
good  poetry  and  evangelical  sentiment. 


The  metres  are  those  to  which  tunes  may  be 
found  in  almost  any  modern  collection  of  sacred 
music. 

The  question  may  occur,  why  was  not  this  pub- 
lication postponed  until  the  appearance  of  the  work 
said  to  be  in  contemplation  by  the  English  poets? 
But,  it  does  not  appear  that  such  a  work  is  seri- 
ously projected — and,  if  it  were,  it  is  questionable 
whether  it  would  really  be  an  addition  to  our  de- 
votional poetry.  Southey,  Scott,  and  Moore,  might 
produce  elegant  verses;  but,  it  is  doubtful  whether 
they  would  write  many  lines  of  the  sort  of  poetry 
needed  in  our  congregations.  It  is  to  be  feared 
that  their  harps  have  not  been  tuned  to  the  Songs 
of  Zion. 

I  conclude,  with  repeating  that  the  object  of  this 
book  is  to  show  the  possibility  of  bettering  our 
Psalmody.  It  is  published  as  an  humble  argument 
for  improvement,  in  a  subject  materially  connect- 
ed with  the  growth  of  piety,  and  our  worshipping 
the  JUord  in  the  beauty  of  holiness. 

W.  A,  M. 


^The  Reader  wiU  please  to  observe  the  following 
ERRATA. 


e  29,  line  19, /or 

* '  heart"     read 

"hast." 

98, 

28, 

''thee" 

"that." 

iro, 

24, 

"thy" 

"  my." 

182, 

1, 

"should" 

"  shall." 

183, 

23, 

"  our" 

"vile." 

186, 

5, 

"dust" 

"trust." 

193, 

26, 

«'  oversow" 

«  ever  flow. 

204, 

2, 

"  his" 

"thy." 

234, 

last. 

"  became" 

"become." 

240, 

3, 

"  renews" 

"revives." 

243, 

12, 

"  vTeaths" 

«  weaves." 

The  distance  of  the  Author  from  the  press,  dinng 
the  printing  of  the  greater  part  of  the  work  v.vsthe 
tt  ZoLyfor  ina/auracies  in  punctuatim--though  it 
7beCefllre  are  none  likely  to  mislead  the  Header, 


PSALMS. 


Psalm  I.  (cm.) 

1  Bless'd  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 

Where  the  ungodly  me^t; 
Who  fears  to  walk  in  wicked  ways, 
And  dreads  the  scorner's  seat. 

2  The  word  of  God  is  his  delight; 

There  all  his  thoughts  abide; 
His  solace  through  the  glooms  of  night. 
By  day  his  constant  guide. 

3  As  some  fair  tree,  whose  roots  are  spread 

Where  living  streams  abound. 
Lifts  up  on  high  its  verdant  head, 
With  fruitful  clusters  crown'd; 

4  So  shall  the  trees  of  righteousness. 

The  planting  of  the  Lord, 
Fed  by  continual  streams  of  grace. 
Their  timely  fruit  afford. 

5  But  sinners — they  are  driven  away. 

Like  chaff  before  the  wind; 
They  stand  not  in  the  judgment  day. 
Nor  slighted  mercy  find. 

6  With  favour  God  his  saints  discerns, 

And  crowns  with  endless  days; 
But  sinners  to  destruction  turns — 
They  perish  in  their  ways. 


2  PSALMS. 

Psalm  II.  (s.  m.) 

.Sppointecl  hy  the  Church  for  Easter  day — The  opposition  of  Jew 
and  Gentile  to  the  Messiah — His  victory  and  exaltation. 

See  Acts,  iv,  25. 

1  Why  do  the  heathen  rage? 

Why  vain  attempts  combine? 
Rulers  and  kings  against  the  Lord 
And  his  anointed  join. 

2  The  Lord  in  heaven  laughs; 

He  bids  their  rage  be  still: 
"Messiah  I  have  made  my  king 
On  Zion's  holy  hill." 

3  Again  Jehovah  speaks! 

Attend  the  great  decree: 
Thou  art  my  equal  Son;  this  day 
Have  I  begotten  thee. 

4  Ask,  and  the  heathen  lands 

Shall  thy  possessions  be; 
The  utmost  limits  of  the  earth 
Shall  own  thy  sov'reignty. 

5  The  nations  that  rebel 

Shall  know  thy  iron  rod, 
And  crush'd,  in  helpless  ruin,  feel 
The  vengeance  of  their  God." 

6  Therefore  be  wise  ye  kings; 

Ye  judges,  now  give  ear: 
Rejoice  with  trembling  in  his  name. 
And  serve  the  Lord  with  fear. 

7  Kiss  the  beloved  Son;  n 

Let  not  his  wrath  arise;  ' 

For  when  it  burns,  thrice  blest  are  they 
Whose  trust  in  him  relies. 

Psalm  III.  (c.  m.J 

1  Lord,  how  my  numerous  foes  increase! 
How  fast  my  troubles  rise! 


PSALMS. 

To  thee,  the  sacred  spring  of  peace^ 
My  wearied  spirit  flies. 

2  My  taunting  foes  awake  mj  fears 

While  they  exulting  boast: 
"  No  heavenly  aid  for  him  appears. 
And  all  his  hopes  are  lost." 

3  But  thou,  my  glory,  and  my  shield. 

Wilt  all  my  fears  control; 
A  strong  defence  thy  arm  shall  yield. 
And  raise  my  drooping  soul. 

4  To  God  I  breath'd  my  ardent  cry; 

He  gracious  heard  my  prayer; 
It  reach'd  his  sacred  throne  on  high, 
And  he  remov'd  my  care. 

5  I  laid  me  down,  and  slept  secure; 

I  wak'd,  for  God  was  nigh; 

Sustain 'd  by  his  almighty  power; 

My  guard  his  watchful  eye. 

6  What  though  ten  thousand  foes  in  arms 

Against  me  should  appear, 
And  war  resound  its  dire  alarms, 
I  will  not  yield  to  fear. 

7  Arise,  O  Lord,  with  saving  power. 

In  my  defence  engage; 
As  oft  thy  potent  arm  before 
Has  crushed  their  impious  rage, 

8  Salvation,  Lord,  is  thine  alone, 

And  all  thy  saints  shall  find 
The  bliss  my  thankful  heart  has  known, 
A  God  for  ever  kind. 

Psalm  IV. 

PART  I.      5—5,  8.  (C.  M.) 

1  Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  prayj 
I  am  for  ever  thine; 


4  PSALMS. 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head. 

From  cares  and  business  free, 

'Tis  sweet  communing  on  m}'  bed 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  steadfast  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days. 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

PART  II.  6 — 8.  (l.  m.) 

1  While  many  cry,  in  Nature's  night. 
Ah!  who  will  show  the  way  to  bliss? 
Lord,  lift  on  us  thy  saving  light; 
We  seek  no  other  guide  than  this. 

2  Gladness  thy  sacred  presence  brings. 
More  than  the  joyful  reaper  knows; 
Or  he  who  treads  the  grapes,  and  sings. 
While  with  new  wine  his  vat  o'erflows. 

3  In  peace  I  lay  me  down  to  sleep; 
Thine  arm,  O  Lord,  shall  stay  my  head; 
Thine  angel  spread  his  tent,  and  keep 
His  mid-night  watch  around  my  bed. 

Psalm  V.  1 — 8.  (c.  m.) 

1  Ponder  my  words,  O  Lord,  give  ear; 
My  meditations  weigh; 
O  hear  my  voice,  my  God,  my  king, 
For  unto  thee  I  pray. 


PSALMS. 

2  At  day's  first  dawning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high: 
To  thee  my  early  vows  I'll  pay; 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  as  for  me,  with  holy  fear, 

Encourag'd  by  thy  grace. 

Thy  holy  temple  Fll  approach. 

And  bow  before  thy  face. 

5  0  may  thy  spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

PSAJLAI  VI.  (C.  M.) 

The  first  penitential  psalm.  Jin  abridged  paraphrase. 

1  In  tender  mercy,  not  in  wrath. 

Rebuke  me,  gracious  God! 
Lest,  if  thy  whole  displeasure  rise, 
I  sink  beneath  thy  rod. 

2  Touched  by  thy  Spirit's  quick'ning  power. 

My  load  of  guilt  I  feel; 
The  wounds  thy  Spirit  hath  unclos'd. 
Oh  let  that  Spirit  heal. 

3  Oppress'd  with  Satan's  galling  yoke, 

Must  I  for  ever  mourn?    -^ — 
And  wilt  thou  not,  at  length,  O  God, 
In  pitying  love  return? 

4  0  come  with  speed,  ere  life  expire: 

Send  dowji  thy  power  to  save; 

B  3 


^  PSALMS. 

For  who  shall  sing  thy  name  in  deatli, 
Or  praise  thee  in  the  grave? 

5  Why  should  my  soul  distrust  thy  grace, 
Or  yield  to  dread  despair? 
Thou  wilt  fulfil  thy  promis'd  word, 
And  grant  me  all  my  prayer. 

Psalm  VIII.     (l.  m.) 

tSppointed  by  the  church  for  Ascension  day,   as  having  a  re 
ference  to  Messiah,  loho  for  "  o  little  while^^  was  made  loictr 
than  the  angels,  and  then  crowned  ivith  glory  and  honour j  hav- 
ing all  things  in  subjection  under  his  feet.  See  Heb.  ii.  5. 

1  0  Lord,  how  exc'Uent  is  thy  name, 
Throughout  the  earth's  extended  frame! 
Thy  reign  o'er  distant  worlds  extends; 
Thy  glory  highest  heaven  transcends. 

2  From  infants  thou  canst  strength  upraise. 
And  teach  their  lisping  tongues  to  praise, 
That,  struck  with  awe,  the  impious  band 
In  mute  astonishment  may  stand. 

3  When  all  thy  shining  works  on  high 
I  meditate  with  raptur'd  eye. 

The  silver  moon,  the  starry  train 
That  gild  the  fair  ethereal  plain: 

4  Lord,  what  is  man,  that  in  thy  care 
His  humble  lot  should  find  a  share? 
Or  what  the  Son  of  man,  that  thou 
Thus  to  his  wants  thy  ear  shouldst  bow? 

5  His  rank  awhile,  by  thy  decree, 
Th'  angelic  tribes  beneath  them  see. 
Till  round  him  thy  imparted  rays 
With  unextinguish'd  glory  blaze. 

Subjected  to  his  feet  by  thee, 
-    To  him  all  nature  bows  the  knee; 


PSALMS. 

The  beasts  in  him  their  Lord  behold, 
The  grazing  herd,  the  bleating  fold; 

7  The  fowls,  of  various  wing,  that  fly 
O'er  the  vast  desert  of  the  sky; 
And  all  the  wat'ry  tribes  that  glide. 
Through  paths  to  human  sight  denied. 

8  O  Lord,  how  exc'llent  is  thy  name 
Throughout  the  earth's  extended  frame! 
Thy  reign  o'er  distant  worlds  extends. 
Thy  glory  highest  heaven  transcends. 

PsalmIX.  7— 11.  (cm.) 

I  The  Lord  forever  shall  endure; 
He  hath  his  throne  prepar'd. 
Impartial  justice  to  dispense, 
To  punish  or  reward. 

2.  He  is  a  constant  sure  defence 
Against  oppressing  rage: 
As  troubles  rise,  his  needful  aids 
In  our  behalf  engage. 

3  All  those  who  have  his  goodness  prov'd 

Will  in  his  truth  confide. 
Whose  goodness  ne'er  forsook  the  man 
That  on  his  help  relied. 

4  Sing  praises  therefore  to  the  Lord, 

From  Zion  his  abode; 
Proclaim  his  deeds  till  all  the  world 
Confess  no  other  God. 

Psalm  XI.  4 — 7.  (o.  m.) 

1  The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  place. 
And  from  his  throne  on  high, 
He  looks  upon  the  human  race 
With  omnipresent  eye. 


8  PSALMS. 

2  He  proves  the  righteous,  marks  their  path^ 

In  him  the  weak  are  strong; 

But  violence  provokes  his  wrath; 

The  Lord  abh or reth  wrong. 

3  God  on  the  wicked  will  rain  down 

Brimstone  and  fire  and  snares; 
The  gloom  and  tempest  of  his  frown; 
— This  portion  shall  be  theirs. 

4  The  righteous  Lord  will  take  delight 

Alone  in  righteousness; 
The  just  are  pleasing  in  his  sight. 
The  humble  he  will  bless. 

Psalm  XIIL  (c.  m.) 

1  How  long  wilt)  thou,  O  God  of  grace. 

Forget  thy  wonted  love? 
How  long  conceal  thj  shining  face. 
Nor  bid  the  cloud  remove? 

2  How  long  shall  my  dejected  soul. 

Thus  pond'ring  o'er  her  woes, 
In  vain  endeavour  to  conceal 
The  power  of  inward  foes? 

5  Lord,  hear  my  prayer  and  heal  my  woes; 

Arise  with  cheering  light. 
Or  soon  these  failing  eyes  will  close 
In  everlasting  night. 

4  The  powers  of  darkness  will  rejoice 

To  see  my  life  decay. 
And  triumph  with  insulting  voice, 
Around  their  trembling  prey. 

5  But,  Lord,  thy  mercy  hitherto 

Has  been  my  only  trust; 
Let  mercy  now  my  joys  renew, 
And  raise  me  from  the  dust. 


PSALMS.  9 

5  Then  shall  my  heart  and  tongue  proclaim 
The  bounties  of  my  God; 
My  songs  with  grateful  rapture  flame. 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

Psalm  XIV.  1—3,  7.  (l.  m.) 

1  There  is  no  God,  the  wicked  say. 
And  thus  would  send  their  fears  away: 
Hence  their  profane  discourse  proceeds; 
Hence  their  corrupt  and  impious  deeds. 

2  The  Lord  look'd  down  with  searching  eye^ 
From  where  he  keeps  his  throne  on  high, 
Inquiring  on  this  world's  abode. 

Who  understand  and  seek  their  God. 

3  Alas,  he  saw  them  all  astray. 
Each  walking  his  corrupted  way; 
All  to  the  paths  of  sin  are  gone. 
And  none  is  righteous;  no,  not  one. 

4  Lord,  bring  redemption  from  the  skies! 
From  Zion  bid  salvation  rise! 

Then  shall  thy  ransom'd  Jacob  sing. 
And  Israel  all  his  praises  bring. 

Psalm  XV.  (c.  m.) 

appointed  by  the  church  for  Ascension  day^  as  exhibiting  the  char- 
acter of  him  who  ascended,  and  of  all  who  shall  ascend  to  the 
heavenly  Zion. 

1  Who  shall  inhabit  on  thy  hill, 
O  God  of  Holiness? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace? 

*2  The  man  who  walks  in  upright  ways, 
And  works  witii  righteous  hands; 


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Who  trusts  his  Maker's  promises, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  speaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart. 

Nor  slanders  with  his  tongue; 
Delights  not  in  a  false  report. 
Nor  does  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  sinner  he  contemns. 

Loves  all  that  fear  the  Lord; 
And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  swears. 
He  still  performs  his  word. 

5  His  hands  disdain  a  golden  bribe. 

And  never  wrong  the  poor; 
This  man  on  Zion's  hill  shall  stand. 
There  dwell  for  evermore. 

PsalmXVLS— n.  (cm.) 

St.  Petvt  and  St.  Paul  apply  these  verses  to  tJie  resumctioA  of 
Christ. 

1  I  strive  each  action  to  approve 

To  God's  all  seeing  eye; 
No  danger  shall  my  hopes  remove,  i 

Because  he  still  is  nigh.  *-s^ 

2  Therefore  my  heart  all  grief  defies, 

My  glory  does  rejoice; 
My  flesh  shall  rest,  in  hope  to  rise 
Wak'd  by  his  powerful  voice. 

3  Thou  Lord,  when  I  resign  my  breath. 

My  soul  from  hell  shalt  free, 
Nor  let  thy  holy  one  in  death 
The  least  corruption  see. 

4  Tliou  shalt  the  paths  of  life  display 

Which  to  thy  presence  lead. 


PSALMS.  1 J 

Where  pleasures  dwell  without  allay. 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 

Psalm  XVII.  14,  15.  (l.  m.) 

1  The  pleasures  of  this  world  below 
Are  all  the  bliss  that  sinners  know; 
'Tis  all  they  seek,  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

3  But  what  they  value,  I  resign; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

3  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show; 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  1  go. 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there! 

4  O  glorious  hour!  O  blest  abode! 

I  shall  be  near  aud  like  my  God! 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

Psalm  XVIII.  6—15. 

1  In  deep  distress  I  rais'd  my  voice  on  high: 
From  heav'n  he  bow'd  to  hear  the  humble  cry; 
Then  dread  convulsions  shook  the  solid  ground; 
VVav'd  the  tall  woods,  and   quak'd  the  hills 

around; 
Forth  rush'd  a  smoky  tempest  through  the  skies, 
And  round  all  ether  flames  began  to  rise. 

^2  To  earth  he  came;  the  heavens  before  him  bow'd; 
Beneath  his  feet  deep  midnight  stretch'd  her 

shroud; 
Cherubic  hosts  his  sunbright  chariot  form; 
His  wings  the  whirlwind,  and  his  path  the  storm; 


12  PSALMS. 

Around  his  car  thick  clouds  their  curtains  spread, 
And  wrapt  the  concave  in  a  boundless  shade. 

3  Before  his  path  o'erwhelming  splendors  came; 
The  clouds  dissolved;  all  nature  felt  the  flame; 
From  his  dark  throne  a  voice  in  thunder  broke. 
The  wide  world  trembled  as  th'  Eternal  spoke: 
His  foes  to  vanquish  angry  blasts  conspire. 
Showers  of  dread  hail,  and  coals  of  burning  fire. 

i  Through  the  vast  void  his  arrows  wing'd  their 

His  lightnings  blaz'd  insufferable  day; 
Oppress'd,  o'erthrown,  or  scatter'd  on  the  plain 
Fled  his  pale  foes,  or  strew'd  the  fields  with 

slain: 
Th' affrighted  floods  their  secret  channels  show'd, 
And   earth's  disclos'd  foundations  own'd  her 

God. 

Psalm  XIX. 

PART  I.    1 6.  (d.  L.  M.) 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 

With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky. 

And  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame. 

Their  great  original  proclaim. 

Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day. 

Doth  his  Creator's  pow'r  display. 

And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail. 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
And,  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth: 
While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn. 
And  all  tlie  planets  in  their  turn, 


PSALMS.  [ 

Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball? 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found? 
In  Reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice. 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine: 
**The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine.'- 

PART  11.  7 — 11.  (OM.) 

1  God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul; 

Reclaims  from  false  desires: 
With  sacred  wisdom  his  sure  word 
The  ignorant  inspires. 

2  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  just. 

And  bring  sincere  delight: 
His  pure  commands,  in  search  of  truths 
Assist  the  feeblest  sight. 

3  His  perfect  worship  here  is  fix'd. 

On  sure  foundations  laid; 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  scale 
Of  truth  and  justice  weigh'd. 

4  Of  more  esteem  than  golden  mines. 

Or  gold  refin'd  with  skill; 
Sweeter  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  distil. 

5  My  ttusty  counsellors  they  are. 

And  friendly  warnings  give; 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  those 
Who  by  these  precepts  live, 


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14  PSALMS. 

PART  III.   12—14.  (III.  1.) 

I  Blest  instructor!  from  thy  ways 
"Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays? 
Save  from  error's  growth  my  mind; 
Leave  not,  Lord,  one  root  behind. 

§  Purge  me  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapt  within  my  heart's  disguise: 
Let  me  thence,  by  thee  renew'd. 
Each  presumptuous  sin  exclude. 

3  Let  my  tongue,  from  falsehood  free. 
Speak  the  words  approv'd  by  thee: 
To  thy  all -observing  eyes 

Let  my  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

4  While  1  thus  thy  name  adore. 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore. 
Blest  Redeemer,  bow  thine  ear; 
God,  my  strength,  propitious  hear. 

Psalm  XXI.   1—6.  (l.  m.) 

Sppointedfor  Ascension  day,  as  celebrating  the  glory  and  victory 
of  Messiah:  accordingly  it  is  so  applied  in  the  following  para^ 
phrase. 

1  The  king  shall  in  tlw  strength  rejoice, 
0  Lord  of  Hosts,  with  grateful  voice: 
Salvation's  glorious  work  is  done; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  the  triumph  own! 

2  His  heart's  desire  (divine  request), 
Man  to  redeem,  by  sin  opprest; 
Blessings  of  goodness  hence  are  spread. 
And  purest  gold  adorns  his  head. 

3  He  asked  life  and  life  was  given. 
Eternal  as  the  days  of  heaven; 
His  glories  in  salvation  shine. 
Honour  and  majesty  divine. 


PSALMS.  15 

4  Ye  saints,  ye  angels,  hov'ring  round, 
Behold  the  great  Messiah  crown'd! 
Enter'd  within  the  promis'd  rest. 
Accepted,  and  forever  blest. 

Psalm  XXIII.  (c  m.) 

1  The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord, 

Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide; 
The  shepherd,  by  whose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed. 

And  gently  there  repose; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  shades,  and  where 
Refreshing  water  flows. 

3  He  does  my  wand'ring  soul  reclaim, 

And,  to  his  endless  praise. 
Instruct  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  most  righteous  ways. 

4  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death. 

From  fear  and  danger  free; 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  In  presence  of  surrounding  foes 

He  does  my  table  spread; 
He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine. 
With  oil  anoints  my  head. 

6  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wond'rous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend. 
That  life  toiiim  1  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  spend. 

Psalm  XXIII.  Second  version.        (IV.  2.) 

1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  I  rest: 


26  PSALMS. 

He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 
Restores  me  when  wand'ring,  redeems  when 
opprest. 
2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though 
I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil  I  fear; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staft"  be  my  stay; 
No  harm  can  befal  with  my  comforter  near. 

5  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread; 
With  blessings  unmeasur'd  my  cup  runneth 
o'er; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head; 
O  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 
Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above: 
I  seek — ^by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod^ 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn — thy  king- 
dom of  love. 

Psalm  XXIV.  (c.  m.) 

tSppointed  by  the  Church  for  Ascension  day:  being  a  prophecy  of 
the  event  then  celebrated. 

1  Of  earth,  and  all  that  dwell  therein, 

Jehovah  is  the  Lord, 
Form'd  on  the  seas  and  swelling  floods; 
Created  by  his  word. 

2  Who  shall  ascend  on  high,  and  dwell 

Upon  the  hill  of  God? 
Who  shall  at  last  admittance  gain 
Within  that  blest  abode? 

3  The  man  whose  heart  and  hands  are  pure. 

Who  hateth  vanity; 
Who  from  his  soul  abhors  deceit. 
And  upright  walks  witli  thee. 


PSALMS.  1 7 


4  This  is  the  generation,  Lord, 

Of  such  as  seek  thy  face; 
Blessings  divine  they  shall  receive, 
Glory  and  righteousness. 

5  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates, 

Ye  realms  of  light  make  room; 
Ye  everlasting  doors  behold 
The  King  of  Glory  come! 

6  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who? 

The  mighty  chief  renown*d; 
Mighty  in  battle,  glorious  Lord! 
He  comes  with  triumph  crown'do 

7  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates. 

Unfold  the  heavenly  scene; 
The  King  of  Glorv  comes — receive 
The  King  of  Glory  in! 

8  Who  is  this  King  of  Glory,  who? 

The  Lord  of  Hosts  renown 'd; 
All  hail!  Messiah  is  his  name^ 
The  King  of  Glory  crown'd. 

Psalm  XXV.  6—10.  (s.  m.) 

1  Thy  mereies  and  thy  love, 

O  Lord,  recal  to  mind. 
And  graciously  continue  still, 
As  thou  wert  ever,  kind. 

2  Let  all  my  youthful  crimes 

Be  blotted  out  by  thee; 
And  for  thy  wond'rous  goodness'  sake, 
In  mercy  think  on  me. 

3  His  mercy  and  his  truth 

The  righteous  Lord  displays, 
In  bringing  wand'ring  sinners  home. 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 
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19  PSALMS^.- 

4  He  those  in  justice  guides 

Who  his  direction  seek; 
And  in  his  sacred  paths  shall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

5  Through  all  the  ways  of  God 

Both  truth  and  mercy  shine. 
To  such  as  with  religious  hearts 
To  his  blest  will  incline. 

Psalm  XXVL  (c.  m.) 

1  Judge  me,  0  Lord;  my  trust  art  thou> 

Examine,  prove  my  heart; 
Try  thou  my  reins,  that  I  from  theo 
May  never  more  depart. 

2  Thy  loving  kindness  and  thy  truth 

I  set  before  my  eyes; 
Hence  ye  deceitful,  who  delight 
In  vanity  and  lies. 

3  My  hands  I'll  wash  in  innocence, 

By  thine  almighty  grace. 
Then  haste  to  pay  thee  all  my  vow». 
And  offer  up  my  praise. 

4  Thy  temple.  Lord,  will  I  frequent. 

Where  all  thy  saints  repair: 
My  soul  exults  with  sacred  joy. 
To  tell  thy  wonders  there. 

0  0  how  I  love  thy  sacred  courts. 
Where  prayer  and  praise  arise! 
There,  where  thy  honour  dwells,  I  find 
My  foretaste  of  the  skies. 

G  Lord  with  the  just  appoint  my  lot, 
To  walk  thy  holy  ways, 
Till  with  thy  saints,  enthron'd  on  high, 
I  chaunt  eternal  praise. 


PSALMS.  rg 

Psalm  XXVII. 

PART  I.      4 6.  (l.  M.) 

.  One  wish,  with  holy  transport  warm. 
My  heart  has  form'd,  and  yet  shall  form: 
That  in  thy  presence  I  may  stand. 
And  share  the  blessings  of  thy  hand. 

:  One  gift  I  ask;  that  to  my  end, 
Pair  Zion's  dome  I  may  attend; 
There,  joyful,  find  a  sure  abode. 
And  view  the  beauty  of  my  God. 

For  he  within  his  hallow 'd  shrine 

My  secret  refuge  shall  assign. 

And,  while  the  storms  around  me  beat, 

Fix  on  the  rock  my  steadfast  feet. 

Then  shall  my  head  exalted  rise 

Above  surrounding  enemies; 

While,  with  my  warmest  love  bestow'd. 

My  ofF'rings  shall  his  altar  load. 

PART  II.    7 — 11.  (l.  M.) 

Thou  sacred  spring  of  all  my  joys. 
Whene'er  I  raise  my  plaintive  voice, 
O  let  thy  plenteous  mercy  hear. 
And  answer  all  my  humble  pray'r. 

When  thou,  with  condescending  grace. 
Hast  bid  me  seek  thy  smiling  face. 
My  heart  replied  to  thy  kind  word: 
"  Thee  will  I  seek,  all  gracious  Lord." 

Hide  not  from  me  thy  blissful  ray. 
Nor  angry  frown  my  hopes  away; 
Thy  saving  help  has  still  been  near; 
God  of  my  life,  renew  thy  care! 

Should  every  earthly  friend  depart. 
And  nature  leave  a  parent's  heart. 


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PSALMS. 


Yet  thou,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend. 
Wilt  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend. 

5  While  enemies  and  fears  alarm, 
Extend,  O  Lord,  thy  guardian  arm; 
Upliold  me  in  thy  sacred  way. 
And  from  thee  let  me  never  stray. 

Psalm  XXIX.  (III.  1.) 

1  Sing  ye  sons  of  might!  O  sing 
Praise  to  heaven's  eternal  king! 
Raise  to  liim  some  new-taught  song; 
To  his  praise  the  note  prolong. 

2  Power  and  strength  to  him  assign; 
Bow  before  his  hallow'd  shrine; 
Yield  the  homage  that  his  name 
From  our  hearts  and  lips  may  claim. 

3  Hark!  his  voice  in  thunder  breaks*. 
Hush'd  to  silence  while  he  speaks. 
Ocean's  waves  from  pole  to  pole 
Hear  the  awful  accents  roll, 

4  See  the  loftiest  trees  o'ertlirown, 
Cedars  of  proud  Lebanon; 
Mountains  rooted  from  their  seat, 
At  the  dreaded  sounds  retreat. 

5  Now  the  bursting  clouds  give  way. 
And  the  vivid  lightnings  play: 
Now  the  wilds,  by  man  untrod. 
Tremble  at  th'  approaching  God. 

G  O'er  the  desolated  waste 

Oft  the  dreaded  sounds  have  past; 
Oft  the  fiery  bolt  invades 
Lebanon's  profoundest  shades. 

7  Prostrate,  on  the  sacred  floor, 
Israel's  sons  his  name  adore; 


PSALMS. 

While  his  acts  to  every  tongue 
Yield  its  argument  of  song. 

8  God  the  swelling  surge  commands; 
Firm  his  throne  forever  stands — 
God  his  people  shall  increase. 
Arm  with  strength,  and  bless  with  peace. 

Psalm  XXX. 

PART  I.  3 5.  (C.  M.) 

1  Come,  O  ye  saints,  your  voices  raise 

To  God,  in  grateful  songs; 
And  let  the  mem'ry  of  his  grace 
Inspire  your  hearts  and  tongues* 

2  His  mercy  chas'd  the  shades  of  death. 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave: 
His  praise  shall  now  employ  that  breath 
Which  mercy  deigns  to  save. 

3  His  frown  what  mortal  can  sustain? 

But  soon  his  anger  dies; 
His  life-restoring  smile  again 
Returns,  and  sorrow  flies. 

4  Her  deepest  gloom  when  sorrow  spreads. 

And  light  and  hope  depart, 
His  smile  celestial  morning  spreads. 
And  joy  revives  the  heart. 

PART  II.    10—12.  (c.  M.) 

1  Hear,  O  my  God,  in  mercy  hear. 

Attend  my  plaintive  cry; 
Be  thou  my  gracious  helper  near. 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly. 

2  Again  I  hear  thy  voice  divine, 

New  joys  exulting  bound; 
My  robes  of  mourning  I  resign. 
And  gladness  girds  me  round. 


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22  PSALMS. 

3  Then  let  my  utmost  glory  be 

To  raise  thj  honours  high; 
Nor  let  my  gratitude  to  thee 
In  guilty  silence  die. 

4  To  thee,  my  gracious  God,  I  raise 

My  thankful  heart  and  tongue; 

0  be  thy  goodness  and  thy  praise 
My  everlasting  song. 

Psalm  XXXI.  19—23.  (l.  m.> 

1  0  how  shall  all  who  seek  thy  love 
The  fulness  of  thy  bounty  prove! 
And  teach  th'  admiring  world  to  see 
How  blest  the  souls  that  trust  in  thee. 

2  Thy  gracious  hand  shall  near  thee  hide 
These  happy  children  of  thy  care; 

In  thy  pavilion  they  abide. 

Nor  pride  nor  slander  reach  them  there.- 

3  Blest  be  the  Lord,  forever  blest, 
Whose  mercy  bids  my  fears  remove; 
The  sacred  walls  which  guard  my  rest 
Are  his  almighty  power  and  love. 

4  "  Now  I  am  banish'd  from  thine  eye," 

1  once  lamented  in  despair; 

But  thou  my  God  didst  hear  my  cry. 
And  gracious  answer'd  all  my  pray'r. 

'5  While  on  the  proud  his  hand  bestows 
A  dreadful  and  a  just  reward; 
Ye  saints  to  whom  his  mercy  flows,  * 
O  love,  forever,  love  the  Lord. 

Psalm  XXXIL  1—7.  (l.  m.) 

The  second  penitential  psalm:  for  Jish  Wednesdaiy- 

1  Blest  is  the  man,  supremely  blest, 
Whose  sins  are  pardon'd  by  his  God*; 


PSALMS.  c)0 

All  whose  transgressions  are  forgiv'n, 
And  cover'd  with  atoning  blood. 

2  To  whom  the  Lord  no  sin  imputes, 
Whose  heart  is  free  from  guile  within, 
Whose  works  attest  his  faith  sincere; 
True  evidence  of  pardon'd  sin. 

3  By  day  and  night,  with  guilt  cast  down. 
In  deep  despondency  opprest; 

My  failing  strength  with  grief  consum'd, 
My  tortur'd  conscience  knew  no  rest. 

4  I  said  "  I  will  confess  my  sins; 
Before  the  Lord  my  guilt  I  '11  own:" 
Swift  as  the  word  could  reach  his  ear 
He  sent  his  pardoning  mercy  down. 

5  This  act  of  thy  unbounded  grace, 
Memorial  of  thy  saving  power. 
Shall  teach  thy  saints  to  call  on  thee. 
Thou  refuge  in  aifliction's  hour. 

6  When  billows  swell,  when  tempests  rag£, 
When  the  great  water  floods  prevail; 
Thy  children  still  preserv'd  by  thee 
Shall  never  find  thy  mercy  fail. 

7  My  hiding  place  secure  in  thee. 
No  terrors  shall  my  soul  annoy; 
Songs  of  deliverance  thou  shalt  raise. 
Encompassing  my  soul  with  joy. 

Psalm  XXXIIL  1—9.         (c.  m.) 

1  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 

Your  songs  triumphant  raise; 
For  well  the  righteous  it  becomes 
To  celebrate  his  praise. 

2  With  sweetest  melody  of  song 

Jehovab's  praise  proclaim: 


^4  PSALMS. 

Let  music  all  her  pow*rs  combine, 
Jehovah's  praise  the  theme. 

S  For  faitliful  is  Jehovah's  w^ord; 
His  works  with  truth  abound; 
He  justice  loves,  and  all  the  earth 
Is  with  his  goodness  crown'd. 

4  By  his  almighty  word  at  first 

The  heavenij  arch  was  rear'd; 
And  all  the  beauteous  hosts  of  light 
At  his  command  appear'd. 

5  Wide  oceans  rise  at  his  command; 

At  his  command  subside; 
In  the  great  deep  their  bounds  he  lays, 
And  curbs  their  swelling  tide. 

6  Then  fear  the  Lord,  O  stand  in  awe; 

Praise  him  while  ages  last: 
He  spake — the  world  in  order  rose; 
He  spake — and  it  stood  fast. 

7  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 

Your  songs  triumphant  raise. 
For  well  the  righteous  it  becomes 
Ttf*celebrate  his  praise. 

PSAI.M  XXXIV, 

PART  I.    1 3.  (c.  M.) 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

£  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boast. 
Till  all  who  are  distrest. 
From  my  example  comfort  take. 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 


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3  O  magnify  the  Lord  with  me. 
With  nie  exalt  his  name; 
When  in  distress  to  him  1  call'd, 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

PART  II.  7 — 10.  (c.  M.) 

1  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  ai'ound 

The  dwellings  of  the  just; 

Deliv'rance  he  affords  to  all 

Who  on  his  succour  trust. 

2  0  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  the  J  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

3  Fear  him  ye  saints,  and  you  shall  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight. 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

4  Though  hungry  lions  want  their  prey. 

The  Lord  will  food  provide 

For  such  as  put  their  trust  in  him, 

And  see  their  need  supplied. 

Psalm  XXXVI. 

PART  I.    5 8.  (l.  M.^ 

1  O  Lord,  thy  mercy  my  sure  hope 
Above  the  heavenly  orb  ascends; 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasur'd  scope 
Beyond  the  spreading  sky  extends. 

^2  Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains; 
Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are; 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 


2Q  PSALMS. 

3  Since  of  thy  gocxiness  all  partake, 
With  what  assurance  should  the  just 
Thy  shelt'ring  wings  their  refuge  make, 
And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust. 

4  Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast. 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain's  head. 
Of  joys  that  shall  forever  last. 

PART  II.  9,  10.  (III.  ].) 

1  Fount  of  Life!  alone  in  thee 
Life's  perpetual  fountain  dwells; 
In  thy  light  we  light  shall  see. 
Light  that  every  shade  dispels. 

2  O'er  the  men  that  know  thy  name 
Let  thy  loving  kindness  flow; 
Own  thy  people's  humble  claim. 
And  thy  righteousness  bestow. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  34—37.'     (c.  m.) 

1  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown. 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  justice  casts  them  down, 

2  The  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen 

Not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

3  But  lo!  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

Destroy 'd  by  hands  unseen; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

4  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend; 


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True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  way 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

Psalm  XXXIX. 

PART  I.    4 8.  (S.  M.) 

1  Lord  let  me  know  my  end. 

My  days  how  brief  their  date. 
That  I  may  timely  comprehend 
How  frail  my  best  estate. 

2  My  life  is  but  a  span, 

Mine  age  as  nought  with  thee; 
Man,  in  his  highest  honor,  man 
Is  dust  and  vanity. 

3  A  shadow,  e'en  in  health. 

Disquieted  with  pride; 
Or  rack'd  with  care  he  heaps  up  Wealth, 
Which  unknown  heirs  divide. 

4  What  seek  I  now,  O  Lord? 

My  hope  is  in  thy  name; 
Blot  out  my  sins  from  thy  record, 
Nor  give  me  up  to  shame. 

PART  II.   11 — 13.  (s.  M.) 

1  At  thy  rebuke  the  bloom 

Of  man's  vain  beauty  flies; 
And  grief  shall,  like  a  moth,  consumr 
All  that  delights  our  eyes. 

2  Have  pity  on  my  fears; 

Hearken  to  my  request; 
Turn  not  in  silence  from  my  tears. 
But  give  the  mourner  rest. 


A  stranger.  Lord,  with  thee 
I  walk  on  pilgrimage, 

Where  all  my  fathers  once. 
Sojourned  fjom  age  to  age 


2S  PSALMS 

4  0  spare  me  yet,  I  pray; 

A  while  my  strength  restore, 
Ere  I  am  summon'd  hence  away,. 
And  seen  on  earth  no  more. 

Psalm  XL.  6—9-  (c.  m.) 
iSppointed  by  the  church  for  Good  Friday. 

1  Thus  saith  the  Lord;  "  your  work  is  vain. 

Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er. 
In  bleeding  lambs  and  bullocks  slain 
My  soul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  spake  Messiah;  "  lo  I  come 

My  God  to  do  thy  will; 

Whate'er  thy  oracles  declare 

Thy  servant  shall  fulfil. 

3  Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  sight, 

I  keep  it  near  my  heart; 
Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight 
To  what  thy  lips  impart. 

4  With  faithful  lips  I  will  proclaim 

Thy  truth  and  righteousness; 
Before  the  world  my  constant  theme 
Shall  be  thy  saving  grace." 

5  (Behold  the  blest  Redeemer  comes; 

The  eternal  Son  appears. 
And  at  the  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

6  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  shed 

Could  wash  the  conscience  clean. 
But  the  rich  sacrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  sin.) 

Psalm  XLL  1 — 3.  (l.  m.) 

1  The  man  whose  heart  with  pity  glows, 
Who  instant  feels  another's  woes; 


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Turns  to  the  poor  a  listening  ear. 
And  wipes  the  helpless  orphan's  tear; 

2  Who  to  th*  afflicted  gives  relief, 

And  kindly  soothes  each  anxious  grief; 
In  every  want,  in  every  wo. 
Himself  thy  pity,  Lord,  shall  know. 

3  Thou  shalt  prolong  and  guard  his  days. 
And  shed  thy  blessings  on  his  ways; 
Nor  leave  him  in  the  evil  hour, 

A  prey  to  man's  relentless  power. 

4  When  languid  with  disease  and  pain. 
Thou,  Lord,  his  spirit  shalt  sustain; 
Thine  arm  shall  raise  his  sinking  head. 
And  make,  in  sickness,  all  his  bed. 

Psalm  XLIL 

Paraphrase. 
partL   1—5.  (II.  3.) 

1  As  panting  in  the  sultry  beam. 

The  heart  desires  the  cooling  stream; 
So  to  thy  presence.  Lord,  I  flee, 
So  longs  my  soul,  0  God,  for  thee; 
Athirst  to  taste  thy  living  grace. 
And  see  thy  glory  face  to  face. 

2  But  rising  griefs  distress  my  soul. 
And  tears  on  tears  successive  roll; 
For  many  an  evil  voice  is  near. 

To  chide  my  wo  and  mock  my  fear: 

And  silent  memory  weeps  alone 

0*er  hours  of  peace  and  gladness  flown. 

3  For  I  have  walk'd  the  happy  round 
That  circles  Zion's  holy  ground. 
And  gladly  swell 'd  the  choral  lays 

That  hymn*d  my  great  Redeemer's  praise, 

D  2 


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PSALMS. 


What  time  the  hallow'd  arches  iwng 
Besponsive  to  the  solemn  song. 

4  Ah!  why  by  passing  clouds  opprest, 

Sliould  vexing  thoughts  distract  thy  breastr 
Turn,  turn  to  him,  in  every  pain. 
Whom  suppliants  never  sought  in  vain; 
Thy  strength  in  joy's  ecstatic  day— • 
Thy  hope,  when  joy  has  pass'd  away. 

partIL  6—11.  (U.S.) 

1  0  God,  my  heart  within  me  faints. 

And  pours  in  sighs  her  deep  complaints! 
Yet  many  a  thought  shall  linger  still 
By  CarmePs  height  and  Zion's  hill, 
The  Olive  Mount  my  Saviour  trod, 
The  rocks  that  saw  and  own'd  their  God. 

2  The  morning  beam  that  wakes  the  skies, 
Shall  see  my  early  incense  rise; 

The  evening  seraphs  as  they  rove 
*Shall  catch  the  notes  of  joy  and  love: 
And  midnight  angels  round  my  bed 
Shall  hear  the  grateful  off 'rings  paid. 

3  My  soul  shall  cry  to  thee,  0  Lord, 
To  thee  supreme,  incarnate  Word, 

My  Rock  and  Fortress,  Shield  and  Friend, 
Creator,  Saviour,  Source  and  End; 
And  thou  wilt  hear  thy  servant's  prayer, 
Though  death  and  darkness  speak  despair. 

4  Ah  why  by  passing  clouds  oppress'd. 
Should  vexing  thoughts  distract  thy  breast? 
Turn,  turn  to  him,  in  every  pain. 
Whom  suppliants  never  sought  in  vain: 
Thy  strengtii  in  joy's  ecstatic  day — 
Thy  hope,  when  joy  has  pass'd  away. 


PSALMS.  g| 

Psalm  XLIII.  3—5.  (l.  m.) 

i  Let  me  with  light  and  truth  be  blest; 
Be  these  my  guides  to  lead  the  way. 
Till  on  thy  holy  hill  I  rest, 
And  in  thy  sacred  temple  pray. 

2  Then  will  I  there  fresh  altars  raise, 
To  God,  who  is  my  only  joy; 

To  God,  my  God,  glad  songs  of  praise 
Shall  all  my  grateful  hours  employ. 

3  Why  then,  my  soul,  oppress'd  with  woe§? 
Why  thus  cast  down  with  anxious  care? 
On  God,  thy  God,  full  trust  repose, 
Who  will  thy  failing  strength  repair. 

Psalm  XLV.  1—8.  (l.  m) 

JlppQinted  by  the  church  for  Christmas-day,  as  celebrating  th& 
glory  of  the  Messiah. 

1  My  heart  its  noblest  theme  hath  found: 
O  thou  with  royal  splendor  crown'd, 
Messiah,  taught  thy  power  to  know 
How  shait  mj mouth  with  praise  o'erflowl 

3  To  thee  the  grateful  strains  belong; 
Thy  w^orth  shall  bid  my  willing  tongue, 
Quick  as  the  pen  of  readiest  art. 
The  dictates  of  my  soul  impart. 

3  Hail!  fairer  than  the  sons  of  men; 
Grace,  on  thy  lips,  and  beauty  reign. 
That  speak  thee  honor'd  from  above. 
And  blest  with  God's  eternal  love. 

4  Hail  I  thou  whom  nations  own  their  Lord, 
Gird  on  thy  thigh  thy  conquering  sword; 
In  majesty  and  glory  ride. 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 


3j2  PSALMS. 

5  Ride  on  and  conquer,  mighty  Lord, 
Direct  the  arrows  of  thy  word; 
Subdue  thy  foes,  thy  conquests  spread. 
Triumphs  of  mercy  crown  thy  head. 

6  Thy  throne,  O  God,  shall  ever  last, 
Ages  to  come  from  a.^ts  past: 

Thy  righteous  sceptre  shall  maintain. 
The  endless  glories  of  thy  reign. 

7  Celestial  grace  thy  power  attends, 
On  tliee  the  oil  of  joy  descends; 
The  odors  of  tliy  vestments  rise 
And  fill  the  palace  of  the  skies. 

8  Thou  lovest  truth,  thou  Holy  One; 
Grace,  mercy,  peace,  adorn  thy  throne; 
O  God,  thy  God,  to  thee  hath  given. 
The  plentitude  of  joy  in  heaven. 

Psalm  XLVI.  1—5.  (l.  m.) 

1  God  is  our  refuge  and  defence. 
In  trouble  our  unfailing  aid; 
Secure  in  his  omnipotence 

What  foe  shall  make  our  soul  afraid? 

2  Yea  though  the  earth's  foundations  rock, 
And  mountains  down  the  gulf  be  hurl'd. 
His  people  smile  amid  the  shock, 
They  look  beyond  this  transient  w^orld. 

3  There  is  a  river  pure  and  bright. 

Whose  streams  make  glad  the  heavenly  plains, 
Where,  in  eternity  of  light. 
The  city  of  our  God  remains. 

4  Built  by  the  word  of  his  command, 
With  his  unclouded  presence  blest, 
Firm  as  his  throne  the  bulwarks  stand — 
There  is  our  home,  our  hope,  our  rest. 


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Psalm  XLVlI.  (HI,  1.) 

Appointed  by  the  Church  for  Ascension  day. 

1  Glap  your  hands  with  sacred  joj; 
Songs  of  triumph  all  employ; 
For  Jehovah  reigns  on  high. 
Clad  in  dreadful  majesty. 

S  He  the  world  for  us  subdues^ 
Puts  beneath  us  all  our  foes: 
Jacob's  pride  and  exc'llency 
Our  inheritance  shall  be. 

3  God  ascends — with  trumpets'  sound; 
God  ascends — the  heavens  resound: 
Praise,  0  praise  th'  exalted  king. 
Praises,  louder  praises  sing. 

4  Now  Messiah  rules  the  earth; 
Still  prolong  the  sacred  mirth; 

He  in  heaven  his  throne  maintainsj 
Ever  and  forever  reigns. 

Psalm  XLVHI.  9—14.  (IV.  3.) 

Appointed  for  JVhU-Sundayf  as  describing  the  glory  and  stability 
of  the  church. 

1  In  the  midst  of  thy  temple,  O   God,  hath  our 

mind 
Remember'd  thy  mercy  of  old; 
Let  thy  name,  like  thy  praise,  to  no  realm  be 
confin'd; 
Thy  power  may  all  nations  behold. 

2  Let  the  daughters  of  Judah  be  glad  for  thy  love. 

The  mountain  of  Zion  rejoice, 
For  thou  wilt  establish  her  seat  from  above. 
And  make  her  the  throne  of  thy  choice. 

"3  Go  walk  about  Zion,  and  measure  the  length. 
Her  walls  and  her  bulwarks  mark  well; 


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PSALMS. 


Contemplate  her  palaces  glorious  in  strength, 
Her  towers  and  pinnacles  tell. 

4  Then  say  to  your  children:  our  strong  hold  is 

tried; 
This  God  is  our  God  to  the  end; 
His  people  forever  his  counsels  shall  guide, 
His  arm  shall  forever  defend. 

Psalm  L. 

PART  I,    1—6.  (cm.) 

1  The  mighty  God,  Jehovah  speaks, 

To  earth's  remotest  ends; 
From  where  the  eastern  hills  are  seen, 
To  where  the  sun  descends. 

2  From  Zion  where  the  perfect  sum 

Of  beauty  dwells  enshrin'd. 
From  his  own  everlasting  hill, 
God  hath  in  glory  shin'd. 

5  Our  God  at  length  shall  surely  come. 

Nor  silent  more  shall  be; 
Devouring  flames,  tempestuous  storms, 
Attend  his  majesty. 

4  He  to  the  circling  heavens  aroundj 

And  to  the  earth  shall  call, 
Tliat  he  his  judgments  may  display 
Before  the  people  all. 

5  *'  Now  unto  me,  my  faithful  saints, 

Together  gather  ye, 
All  those  who  have  by  sacrifice 
A  covenant  made  with  me." 

6  And  then  the  heavens  sliall  declare 

His  righteousness  abroad. 
For  God  himself  sliall  judgment  give; 
None  else  is  judge  but  God. 


PSALMS.  3^ 

PART  11.    8  &,C.  (C.  M.) 

Paraphrase. 

1  Thus  saith  the  Lord:  "  the  spacious  fields 

And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine, 
O-er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  I  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice. 

Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire; 
To  hope  and  trust,  to  pray  and  praise. 
Are  all  that  I  require. 

3  Not  for  the  want  of  victims  slain 

Will  I  the  world  reprove; 
Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vain, 
Without  the  fire  of  love. 

4  The  man  that  offers  humble  praise. 

Declares  mj  glory  best; 
And  those  that  tread  my  holy  ways 
Shall  my  salvation  taste.*' 

Psalm  LI. 
The  fourth  penitential. 
PART  L   1 — 8.  :  (l.  m.) 

1  0  God!  whose  love  is  ever  free. 
Whose  grace  is  boundless,  pity  me' 
In  loving  kindness  hear  my  pray'r. 
And  in  thy  tender  mercies  spare. 

2  Purge  this  polluted  heart  of  mine, 
For  cleansing  grace  is  only  thine: 
I  own  my  sins,  and  still  they  rise 
In  all  their  guilt  before  mine  eyes. 

3  Against  thee.  Lord,  and  thee  alone, 
The  great  transgression  has  been  donei 
I  bow  in  silence  to  the  dust. 

And  in  thy  judgments  own  thee.  just. 


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PSALMS 


3  Behold  I  was  brought  forth  in  sin, 
E'en  from  my  mother's  womb  unclean; 
Till  thou  remove  the  deep  sunk  stain. 
The  dire  infection  will  remain. 

4  Since  inward  truth  thy  laws  require, 
That  inward  truth,  0  God,  inspire; 
Through  all  my  soul  let  wisdom  sliine, 
And  give  me  purity  divine. 

5  The  blood  of  sprinkling  to  my  soul 
Apply,  and  make  my  conscience  whole; 
Abundant  grace  thou  canst  bestow 

To  wash  me  white  as  driven  snow. 

6  0  when  I  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice 
How  shall  this  broken  frame  rejoice! 
My  raptur'd  soul  shall  tell  thy  praise, 
And  joy  and  gladness  crown  my  days. 

PART  II.  9 — 13.  (l.  m.) 

1  Let  all  my  sins,  though  deep  their  dye, 
Forever  in  oblivion  lie; 

Forever  blot  the  dreadful  score, 
And  view  the  long  account  no  more. 

2  Create  my  inmost  heart  anew; 
My  spirit  make  sincere  and  true; 
Hide  not  thv  soul-enliv'ning:  ray, 
Nor  cast  me  in  thy  wrath  away. 

3  Restore  thy  favour,  bliss  divine! 

Those  heav'nly  joys  that  once  were  mine*- 
Let  thy  own  spirit  kind  and  free. 
Uphold  and  guide  my  steps  to  thee. 

4  Then  will  I  spread  abroad  thy  praise; 
With  holy  zeal  declare  thy  ways. 
Till  sinners  all  tliy  mercies  learn. 
And  humbled  to  their  God  return-. 


PSALMS. 


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PART   III.       14—17.  (l.  M.) 

1  Mj  guilt  of  crimson  dye  erase, 
O  thou,  who  canst  salvation  bring; 
Once  more  unlock  mj  lips  in  praise, 
And  let  them  of  thy  mercies  sing. 

"2  Not  streaming  blood,  nor  purging  fire. 
Thy  righteous  anger  can  appease; 
Burnt  offerings,  thou  dost  not  require. 
Or  gladly  I  would  render  these. 

3  The  broken  heart  in  sacrifice. 
Alone  may  thine  acceptance  meet; 
My  heart,  0  God,  do  not  despise, 
Broken  and  contrite  at  thy  feet. 

Psalm  LIII. 
[See  Psalm  XIV.) 
Psalm  LV.  4—8.  (c.  m.) 

1  My  heart  is  pain'd:  the  shades  of  death 

Their  terrors  round  me  spread; 
While  fearful  tremblings  seize  my  breath, 
Horrors  o'erwhelm  my  head. 

2  Then  thus  I  breathe  the  heaving  sigh 

To  him  who  hears  above; 
«  O  that  my  soul  on  wings  could  fly, 
And  emulate  the  dove!" 

3  «  Swift  I'd  escape,  and  flee  afar. 

Some  secret  place  to  find, 
Hide  from  the  world's  wide  scene  of  care 
And  rest  m^  troubled  mind." 

4  «  I'd  wing  my  everlasting  flight, 

And  bid  the  world  farewell^ 
E 


38  PSALMS. 

From  sins  and  strife,  to  realms  of  light 
Where  peace  and  quiet  dwell." 

Psalm  LVII.  7—11.  (l.  m.) 

JSippointed  by  the  church  for  Easter  day,  as  spoken  by  the  Mes- 
siah triumphing  in  his  resurrection. 

1  0  God,  my  heart  is  fix'd,  'tis  bent 
'    Its  thankful  tribute  to  present. 

And  with  my  heart  my  voice  I'll  raise. 
To  thee,  mj  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 

2  Awake  my  glory,  harp  and  lute. 
No  longer  let  your  strings  be  mute; 
And  I  my  tuneful  part  to  take. 
Will  with  the  early  dawn  awake. 

3  Thy  praises.  Lord,  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round; 
Thy  mercy  highest  heav'n  transcends; 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

4  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high, 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
vSo  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed. 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyM. 

Psalm  LXI.  2 — 5.  (s.  m.) 

Paraphrase. 

1  When  overwhelm'd  with  grief. 

My  heart  within  me  dies. 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief. 
To  heav'n  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That's  high  above  my  head,  •    , 


PSALMS.  39 

\nd  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings, 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

')  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
Forever  I'll  abide; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot. 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

Psalm  LXIl  5—8  (c.  m.) 

1  On  God,  my  soul,  with  patient  hope 

Resign'd  in  silence  wait: 
He  bears  my  sinking  spirits  up. 
Then  let  my  hopes  be  great. 

2  My  Rock,  my  Saviour,  my  D  efence. 

My  everlasting  Stay; 
Not  all  my  foes  shall  pluck  me  thence. 
Nor  move  my  soul  away. 

3  God  my  salvation  shall  complete; 

From  him  my  glory  springs; 
Rock  of  my  strength!  my  soul  shall  wait 
Its  refuge  in  his  wings. 

4  Ye  saints,  whene'er  with  grief  opprest. 
Recline  upon  his  power; 
Disclose  to  him  your  anxious  breast — 
God  is  our  refuge  tower! 

Psalm   LXIII.  1—8.  (II.  1) 

1  O  God,  my  gracious  God,  to  thee 
My  morning  prayer  shall  ofFer'd  be. 


40  PSALMS. 

For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  does  pant: 
My  fainting  flesh  implores  thy  grace 
Within  this  dry  and  barren  place. 

Where  I  refreshing  waters  want. 

£  O,  to  my  longing  eyes  once  more 
That  view  of  glorious  power  restore. 

Which  thy  majestic  house  displays; 
Because  to  me  thy  wond'rous  love 
Than  life  itself  does  dearer  prove. 

My  lips  shall  always  speak  thy  praise. 

3  My  life,  while  I  that  life  enjoy. 
In  blessing  God  I  will  employ; 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  name: 
My  soul's  content  shall  far  exceed 
Theirs  who  on  rich  abundance  feed. 

While  I  with  joy  his  praise  proclaim. 

4  When  down  I  lie,  sweet  sleep  to  find. 
Thou,  Lord,  art  present  to  my  mind. 

And  when  I  wake  in  dead  of  night; 
Because  thou  still  dost  succour  bring. 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wing, 

I  rest  with  safety  and  delight. 

Psalm  LXV.  1-~4.  (l.  m.) 

1  For  thee,  0  God,  at  Zion's  gate. 
Our  thankful  ofPrings  ever  wait; 
Thither  we  haste  on  festal  days 

To  pay  our  vows  and  tell  thy  praise. 

2  O  thou  whose  ear  delighted  bends, 
Whene'er  thy  people's  prayer  ascends, 
Thy  name  shall  all  mankind  adore. 
And  altars  raise  from  shore  to  shore. 


PSALMS.  41 

5  Against  our  souls  our  sins  prevail; 

How  deep  their  guilt!  Their  numbers  faill 
But  mercy,  boundless  as  thy  sway, 
Mercy  shall  wash  them  all  away. 

4  Blest  is  the  man  who  finds  a  place 
Within  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace; 
With  food  divine  he  shall  be  fed. 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

PART  II.  8—13.  (l.  m.) 

1  The  rising  morn,  the  closing  day. 
Repeat  thy  praise  with  grateful  voice; 
Each  in  their  turns  thy  power  display. 
And  laden  with  thy  gifts  rejoice. 

^  Earth's  wide  extended  varying  scenes 
All  smiling  round  thy  bounty  show; 
From  seas  or  clouds,  full  magazines, 
Thy  rich  diifusive  blessings  How. 

,5  Now  earth  receives  the  precious  seed, 
W^hicli  thy  unfailing  hand  prepares; 
And  nourishes  the  future  bread. 
And  answers  all  the  sower's  cares. 

4  The  sweet  refreshing  showers  attend. 
And  through  the  ridges  gently  flow; 
Soft  on  the  springing  corn  descend. 
And  thy  kind  blessing  makes  it  s/row. 

5  Thy  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 
Thy  paths  drop  fatness  all  around: 
E'en  barren  wilds  thy  praise  declare. 
And  echoing  hills  return  the  sound. 

6  Here  spreading  flocks  adorn  the  plain 
There  plenty  everv  charm  displays; 

E  2 


4^  PSALMS. 

Thy  bounty  clothes  each  lovely  scene. 
And  joyful  nature  shouts  thy  praise. 

Psalm  LXVII.  1—5.  (s.  m.) 

1  To  bless  thy  chosen  race 
In  mercy,  Lord,  incline; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine: 

£  That  so  thy  wondrous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known. 
While  distant  lands  their  tribute  pay 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

3  Let  differing  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

4  O  let  them  shout  and  sing 

With  joy  and  pious  mirth; 
For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

5  Let  diff'ring  nations  join 

To  Celebrate  thy  fame; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

Psalm  LXVIIL  (IL  2.) 

tOppointedfor  Whitsunday,  as  celebrating  the  ascension  of  Christy 
the  descent  of  the  Holy  Ghost,  the  conversion  of  the  Gentiles,  &c. 
•tfn  abridged  paraphrase. 

1  Let  God,  th'  immortal  God,  arise! 
Scatter'd  be  all  his  enemies; 

Let  praise  to  heaven  ascend: 
Jehovah's  name  forever  bless. 
The  Father  of  the  fatherless; 

The  widow's  God  and  friend. 


PSALMS.  43 

2  The  word  Was  given  bj  the  Lord; 
Great  were  the  triumphs  of  that  word, 

While  victory  rais'd  the  song: 
Kings  w  ith  their  armies  fled  apace; 
Triumphant  shone  the  reign  of  grace, 

And  nations  join'd  the  throng. 

3  The  church  of  Christ  ye  saints  behold, 
Her  dove-like  wings,  her  radiant  gold* 

Her  righteousness  divine; 
Her  silver  vestments,  spotless  white. 
Around  diffuse  her  glorious  light; 

Her  beams  refulgent  shine. 

4  See  hosts  of  angels  fill  the  sky; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascends  on  high, 

That  man  with  God  may  dwell: 
Captivity  is  captive  led; 
For  fallen  man  the  Conqu'ror  bled, 

To  save  from  death  and  hell. 

5  Lo!  Zion's  portals  wide  expand; 
Gentiles  around  her  altars  stand, 

With  one  divine  accord: 
Sing  praise  to  God!  O  praise  his  name! 
Ye  kingdoms,  join  the  glorious  themel 

Praise  ye!  O  praise  the  Lord. 

Psalm  LXXL 

FART  I.  5 9.  (C.  M.) 

1  My  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
I  live  upon  thy  truth; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  cliildhood  up. 
And  strengthen'd  all  my  youth. 

^  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  pow'r. 
With  all  these  limbs  of  mine; 


44  PSALMS. 

And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year: 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  years  decline. 

When  hoary  hairs  arise; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine. 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

PART  II.  14—16.  (c.  ^r») 

Paraphrase. 

1  My  God,  my  everlasting  friend. 

When  I  begin  thy  praise. 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace? 

2  Day  after  day,  in  every  song. 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
Teach  thou  my  heart,  inspire  my  tongue 
To  praise  thee  more  and  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road. 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength. 
To  see  my  Lord  and  God. 

4  Mercies  on  mercies  I'll  proclaim. 

And  thy  salvation  own; 
All  other  righteousness  disclaim. 
And  mention  thine  alone. 

Psalm  LXXII. 

TART  I.    2 7.  (C.  M.) 

T  (The  strains  that  ancient  David  sung 
Of  royal  Solomon, 


PSALMS.  45 

Wc  to  a  mightier  King  apply, 
God's  own  eternal  Son.) 

2  Behold  he  comes,  an  upright  Judge, 

Dispensing  truth  and  grace: 
The  hills  are  blest  with  righteousness. 
The  mountains  crown -d  with  peace, 

3  The  sons  of  want,  th'  afflicted  poor, 

Shall  bless  his  gracious  sway. 
While  from  their  weary  neck  he  takes 
Th'  oppressive  yoke  away. 

4  In  every  heart  his  righteous  fear 

Shall  then  be  rooted  fast. 
Long  as  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 
Or  time  itself  shall  last. 

5  Soft  he  descends,  like  vernal  showers 

Upon  the  new-mown  plain; 
Grateful,  as  when  the  parched  earth 
Diinks  in  the  copious  rain. 

6  Beneath  his  rule  the  just  and  good 

vShall  be  with  favour  crown*d; 
Long  as  the  measured  seasons  roll 
His  blessings  shall  abound. 

partIL  8—11,  17.  (0  M.) 

1  Messiah's  uncontroll'd  domain 

From  sea  to  sea  extends; 
Begins  at  proud  Euphrates  stream; 
At  nature's  limit  ends. 

2  The  kings  of  Tarshish  and  the  tsles 

Shall  costly  presents  bring; 
From  Sheba  spicy  gifts  shall  come. 
And  wealthy  Saba's  king. 


46  PSALMS. 

3  Monarchs  to  him  shall  bow  the  knee. 

And  prostrate  homage  pay; 
Kindreas  and  people,  nations,  tongues. 
All  own  his  righteous  sway. 

4  The  mem'ry  of  his  glorious  name 

Through  endless  years  shall  run; 
Brighter  his  spotless  fame  shall  shine. 
And  longer  than  the  sun. 

5  All  who  adore  beneath  his  feet. 

He  shall  forever  bless. 
And  shower  in  streams  upon  their  heads 
Joy,  peace,  and  righteousness. 

Psalm  LXXII.  (l.  m. 

Second  Version — Paraphrasff. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 

His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more* 

2  Behold  the  islands  with  their  kings. 
The  furthest  clime  her  tribute  brings: 
From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Persia  glorious  to  behold; 
There  India  shines  in  Eastern  gold; 
And  barbarous  nations  at  his  word. 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 

4  For  him  shall  endless  pray'r  be  made. 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

5  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 


PSALMS.  45 

And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

6  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  burst  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

7  V^here  he  displays  his  healing  power. 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more: 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

8  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise,  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  king: 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again. 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  amen. 

Psalm  LXXIII.  23— -28.  (l.  m.) 

i  Thy  presence.  Lord,  hath  me  supplied. 
And  thy  right  hand  assistance  gave: 
Thou  first  shalt  with  thy  council  guide. 
And  then  to  glory  me  receive. 

2  For  whom  in  heaven  but  thee  alone 
Have  I,  whose  favour  I  require? 

In  all  the  earth  there  is  not  one 
That  I  before  thee  can  desire. 

3  My  trembling  flesh  and  aching  heart 
May  often  fail  to  succour  me; 

But  God  shall  inward  strength  impart. 
And  my  eternal  portion  be. 

4  For  they  that  far  from  thee  remove, 
Shall  into  sudden  ruin  fall: 

If  after  other  gods  they  rove, 

Thy  vengeance  shall  destroy  them  all. 


48  PSALMS. 

5  For  me,  my  God,  'tis  good  and  just 
That  I  should  still  to  thee  repair; 
In  thee  repose  my  constant  trust, 
And  all  thy  wond'rous  works  declare. 

Psalm  LXXIV.'l— 4.  22.  c.  m.) 

1  Why  hast  thou  cast  us  oif,  O  God? 

Wilt  thou  no  more  return? 
Oh!  why  against  thy  chosen  flock 
Should  thy  fierce  anger  burn? 

2  Think  on  thy  ancient  purchase,  Lord; 

The  land  that  is  thine  own; 
The  sacred  land,  fair  Zion's  mount, 
Where  once  thy  glory  shone. 

3  O  come  and  view  our  ruin'd  state! 

How  long  our  troubles  last! 
See  how  the  foe,  with  wicked  rage, 
Has  laid  thy  temple  waste. 

4  They  dare  blaspheme  thy  holy  name. 

Where  once  thy  servants  pray'd; 
Within  the  temple's  sacred  bounds 
Their  banners  are  display'd. 

4  Arise,  O  God!  maintain  thy  cause; 
Dejected  Zion  raise; 
Vanquisli  her  foes;  assert  her  rights; 
And  thine  shall  be  the  praise. 

Psalm  LXXVII. 

PART  1.    7 12.  (S.  M.) 

1  "  Will  God,"  I  mourning  cried, 
"  Forever  cast  away? 
His  gracious  favour,  still  denied, 
Will  he  no  more  display? 


PSALMS.  49 

e  «  Shall  all  his  mercies  tail? 
Those  mercies  so  divine! 
Nought  shall  those  promises  avail. 
Whereon  my  hopes  recline? 

3  "  Will  God  no  more  renew 

The  mem'ry  of  his  grace? 
No  more  his  tender  mercies  show. 
But  hide  in  frowns  his  face?" 

4  No — 'tis  a  faithless  thought. 

My  own  infirmity; 
I  will  recall  the  wonders  wrought 
By  thy  right  hand.  Most  High. 

5  I'll  think  thy  mercies  o'er; 

Thy  power  and  love  proclaim: 
So  shall  my  soul  thy  truth  adore. 
And  rest  upon  thy  name. 

PART  II.  16— -20.  (l.  m.} 

1  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  Lord  I 
The  waters  saw  thee,  and  were  aw'd! 
Old  ocean  trembled — all  its  waves 
Were  troubled  to  their  deepest  caves. 

2  The  clouds  pour'd  out  their  wat'ry  store. 
Amid  the  storm's  tempestuous  roar; 
Thy  red  wing'd  arrows  flew  abroad, 
While  sounding  skies  announc'd  the  God. 

3  And  as  thy  voice  around  the  pole. 
In  awful  threats  was  heard  to  roll. 

Earth  trembling  groan'd,  while  o'er  her  head. 
In  livid  sheets  thy  lightnings  sped. 

4  Mysterious  God,  thy  trackless  way 
Lies  in  the  deep  unfathom'd  sea: 
No  mortal  thought  can  ever  trace 

Thy  wond'rous  steps  of  power  and  grace. 

F 


50  PSALMS. 

Psalm  LXXVIII.  3—7  (o.  m.) 

1  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  perform'd  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  our  forefathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known. 

His  works  of  power  and  grace; 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons. 

And  they  again  to  theirs; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practice  his  commands. 

Psalm  LXXXI.  1—4.  (o.  m.) 

1  To  God,  our  everlasting  strength. 

Your  loftiest  anthems  sing. 
And  make  a  loud,  harmonious  noise 
To  Jacob's  glorious  king. 

2  Compose  your  hymns  of  sweetest  praise. 

Swell  all  your  notes  of  joy; 
The  mellow  pipe,  the  cheerful  string 
Your  grateiul  skill  employ. 

3  Loud  let  the  silver  trumpets  pour 

Their  sounding  notes  of  praise. 
To  usher  in  the  great  new  moon, 
And  mark  the  festal  days. 


PSALMS.  51 

For  this  a  statute  was  of  old 

By  Jacob's  God  decreed. 
To  be  with  pious  care  observ'd 

By  Israel's  chosen  seed. 

Psalm  LXXXIV, 

PART    I.   1—8,  (V.    1.) 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above! 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love. 
Thine  earthly  temples  are. 

To  thine  abode 

My  heart  aspires. 

With  warm  desires 

To  see  my  God. 

3  Within  thy  hallow'd  dome 
The  sparrow  builds  her  nest; 
Thy  altars  are  a  home 
Where  wandering  swallows  rest: 

Like  them,  my  God, 

I  would  be  blest. 

And  find  my  rest 

In  thv  abode. 

•/ 

3  0  happy  souls  that  pray. 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there! 

They  praise  tiiee  still; 
Thrice  happy  they 
That  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 

4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength^ 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 


PSALMS. 


52 

Till  each  arrives  at  length. 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 

To  that  blest  seat 

O  God,  our  king, 

Direct  and  bring 

Our  willing  feet. 

PART  If.  10—12.  (c.  M.) 

1  Happy  are  they,  my  God  and  King, 

Who  in  thy  courts  abide; 
One  day  within  those  courts  exceeds 
A  thousand  days  beside. 

2  Yea,  at  the  threshold  of  thy  house 

My  soul  would  rather  wait, 
Than  dwell,  with  all  the  pomp  of  sin. 
In  tents  of  worldly  state. 

3  For  thou  who  art  a  sun  and  shield. 

Wilt  grace  and  glory  give. 
And  no  good  thing  withhold  from  those 
Who  in  thy  statutes  live. 

4  0  God,  whom  heaven's  bright  armies  fear! 

Forever  blest  is  he, 
Whose  single  hope,  and  constant  faith 
Are  firm  repos'd  in  thee. 

Psalm  LXXXV.  10—13.         (c.  m.) 

^fpointed  by  the  Church  for  Christmas  day. 

1  Mercy  and  truth  together  meet. 

In  our  ImmanuePs  face; 
There  peace  and  righteousness  divine  / 

With  smiles  of  love  embrace. 

2  See  springing  from  the  joyful  earth, 

Eternal  truth  arise; 


PSALMS.  53 

While  righteousness,  with  gracious  smiles, 
Looks  downward  from  the  skies. 

Jehovah  pours  his  blessings  round 

O'er  all  the  fertile  plains; 
Rich  fruits  of  mercy  bless  the  earth 

Since  our  Immanuel  reigns. 

His  righteousness  |)repares  his  way 

On  high  before  him  gone; 
Careful  we'll  tread  his  sacred  steps, 

And  follow  to  his  throne. 

Psalm  LXXXVI.  15—17.  (III.  2) 

Paraphrase. 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation! 

Now  thy  pow'rful  aid  impart; 
Thou,  the  Lord,  art  all  compassion. 

Ever  gracious  is  thj  heart. 
In  thy  long  forbearance  waiting, 

Still  averse  thy  wrath  to  show; 
Streams  of  mercy  unabating, 

With  thy  truth  abundant  flow. 

Gracious  God,  in  mercy  turning. 

Bid  me  triumph  in  thy  love: 
Now,  thy  breast  with  pity  yearning, 

Pour  thy  goodness  from  above. 
'Tis  thy  servant  waits  before  thee. 

Pleads  in  faith  that  honour'd  name; 
Let  thy  handmaid's  son  adore  thee. 

And  thy  great  salvation  claim. 

Rise,  my  gracious  God  and  Saviour, 

Let  thy  grace  be  now  reveal'd; 
Some  sweet  token  of  thy  favour 

To  thv  trembling  servant  yield. 
F    2 


54  PSALMS, 

Then  shall  all  my  foes  behold  me. 
And  with  shame  thy  love  confess; 

Own  thy  pow'rful  arms  infold  me. 
And  thy  kindest  mercies  bless. 

Psalm  LXXXIX. 
^ppointid  hy  the  Church  for  Christmas  day. 

PART  I.  6 — 9.  (l.  m.) 

1  What  Seraph  of  celestial  birth 
To  vie  with  Israel's  God  shall  dare? 
Or  who  among  the  sons  of  Earth,- 
With  our  Almighty  Lord  compare? 

9.  With  rev'renceand  religious  dread. 
His  saints  should  to  his  temple  press: 
His  fear  through  all  their  hearts  should  spread 
Who  his  almighty  name  confess. 

3  Lord  God  of  armies,  who  can  boast 

Of  strength  or  power  like  thine  renown'dr 

Or  such  a  numerous  faithful  host. 

As  that  which  doth  thy  throne  surround? 

4  Thou  dost  the  lawless  sea  control. 
And  change  the  prospect  of  the  deep: 
By  thee,  the  sleeping  billows  roll; 

By  thee,  the  rolling  billows  sleep. 

PART  IL   11—18.  (l.  M.) 

1  In  thee  the  sover'ign  right  remains 

Of  Earth  and  Heaven:  Thee  Lord  alone. 
The  world  and  all  that  it  contains 
Their  Maker  and  Preserver  own, 

^  The  poles  on  which  the  globe  doth  rest. 
Were  form'd  by  thy  creating  voice; 


PSALMS.  55 

Tabor  and  Hermon — East  and  West, 
In  thy  sustaining  power  rejoice. 

3  Thy  arm  is  mighty — strong  th^r  hand; 
Yet,  Lord,  thou  dost  with  justice  reign; 
Possess'd  of  absolute  command. 

Thou  truth  and  mercy  dost  maintain. 

4  Happy,  thrice  happy,  they  who  hear 
The  sacred  trumpet's  joyful  sound; 
Who  may  at  festivals  appear 

With  thy  most  glorious  presence  crown'd. 

5  Fullness  of  joy  thy  saints  shall  bless. 
Who  on  thy  sacred  name  rely; 
Exalted  in  thy  righteousness. 

They  shall  ascend  and  claim  the  sky. 

6  For  in  thy  strength  they  shall  advance, 
Their  conquests  from  thy  grace  shall  spring; 
The  Lord  of  hosts  is  our  defence, 

And  Israel's  God  is  Israel's  king. 

Psalm  XC.  (c.  m.) 

PART    I.    1 6. 

Part  of  the  selection  for  the  burial  service. 
1  O  thou,  the  first,  the  greatest  friend 
Of  all  the  human  race! 
Whose  strong  right  hand  has  ever  been 
Their  stay  and  dwelling  place. 
■-2  Before  the  mountains  heav'd  their  heads 
Beneath  thy  forming  hand; 
Before  this  pond'rous  globe  itself. 
Arose  at  thy  command: 
3  That  power  which  rais'd  and  still  upholds 
This  universal  frame. 
From  countless  unbeginningtime. 
Was  ever  still  the  same. 


56  PSALMS. 

4  Those  mighty  periods  of  years, 

Which  seem  to  us  so  vast. 
Appear  no  more  before  thy  sight 
Than  yesterday  that's  past. 

5  Thou  giv'st  the  word:  thy  creature  man. 

Is  to  existence  brought; 
Again  thou  say'st,  "ye  sons  of  men 
"  Return  ye  into  nought." 

6  Thou  layest  them  with  all  their  cares 

In  everlasting  sleep; 
As  with  a  flood  thou  tak'st  them  off. 
With  overwhelming  sweep. 

7  They  flourish  like  the  morning  flower 

In  beauty's  pride  array 'd; 
But  long  ere  night  cut  down  it  lies 
All  wither'd  and  decay 'd. 

PART  II.  9—12.  (l.  m. 

1  Our  days  alas!  how  short  their  bound. 
Though  slow  and  sad  they  seem  to  run; 
Revolving  years  roll  swiftly  round, 

A  mournful  tale — but  quickly  done. 

2  Our  age  is  three  score  years  and  ten. 
Or  if  to  four  score  we  delay, 

Our  strength  is  then  but  care  and  pain — 
So  soon  cut  down  we  flee  away. 

3  What  mortal  thought  can  comprehend 
The  awful  glories  of  thy  throne! 

Not  all  the  terrors  fear  can  lend. 

Can  make  thy  dreadful  vengeance  known. 

4  Teach  us  to  count  our  fleeting  days. 
And  with  true  diligence  apply 


PSALMS.  5*7 

Our  hearts  to  sacred  wisdom's  ways. 
That  we  may  learn  to  live  and  die. 

Psalm  XCI. 

PART  I.   1—10  (Til.  2) 

1  Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 

Rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade ; 
In  his  secret  habitation. 

Dwell,  nor  ever  be  dismay'd: 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee. 

In  eternal  safeguard  there. 

2  From  the  sword  at  noonday  wasting, 

From  the  noisome  pestilence, 
In  the  depth  of  midnight  blasting 

God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence: 
Fear  not  thou  the  deadly  quiver. 

When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow; 
Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver. 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low, 

3  Only  with  thine  eye,  the  anguish 

Of  the  wicked  tnou  shalt  see. 
When  by  slow  disease  they  languish, 

When  they  perish  suddenly. 
Thee,  though  winds  and  waves  be  swelling, 

God,  thine  hope  shall  bear  through  all; 
Plague  shall  not  come  nigh  thy  dwelling, 

Thee  no  evil  shall  befal. 

PART  11.  11—16.  (III.  2; 

1  God  shall  charge  his  angel  legions. 
Watch  and  w^ard  o'er  thee  to  keep. 


58  PSALMS. 

Though  thou  walk  through  hostile  regions, 
Though  in  desert  wilds  thou  sleep: 

On  the  lion,  vainly  roaring. 

On  his  young,  thy  foot  shall  tread. 

And,  the  dragon's  den  exploring. 
Thou  shalt  bruise  the  serpent's  head- 

2  Since  with  pure  and  firm  affection,  ^ 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love. 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection. 

He  will  shield  thee  irom  above: 
Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble. 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save. 
Here  for  grief  reward  thee  double. 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

Psalm  XCIL  1—5.         (HI.  1) 

Paraphrase, 

1  Oh,  how  grateful  is  the  song, 
Thankful  hearts  and  voices  raise, 
To  extol,  amidst  the  throng, 

God  Most  High — thy  name  in  praise! 
All  thy  kindness  to  declare. 
With  the  morn  in  light  array'd; 
Or  thy  faithfulness  and  care. 
Constant  as  the  ev'ning  shade. 

2  While  the  choir  responsive  rings. 
Let  the  tuneful  psaltryjoin. 
Instruments  of  various  strings, 
Harp  with  melody  divine; 

Let  the  lofty  Organ  round 
Loudly  peal,  or  softly  swell. 
And  in  sacred  solemn  sound. 
On  Jehovah's  praises  dwell. 


PSALMS.  59 

3  Thou,  O  God,  with  holy  joj, 
Dost  my  soul  to  triumph  raise 
When  thy  works  my  thoughts  employ. 
Works  of  nature  or  of  grace: 
O  how  wise  their  vast  design. 
Great  in  wonder!  mighty  LordI 
Deep  in  myst'ry,  all  divine 
Are  thy  councils  and  thy  word. 

Psalm  XCIII.  (l.  m.) 

1  With  glory  clad,  with  strength  array'd. 
The  Lord  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns. 
The  world's  foundation  strongly  laid. 
And  the  vast  fabric  still  sustains. 

2  How  surely  'stablish'd  is  thy  throne! 
Which  shall  no  change  or  period  see; 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  and  thou  alone. 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

3  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice. 
And  toss  the  troubled  waves  on  high; 
But  God  above  can  still  their  noise, 
And  make  the  angry  sea  comply. 

4  Thy  promise,  Lord,  is  ever  sure; 

And  they  that  in  thy  house  would  dwell, 
Thathappjr  station  to  secure. 
Must  still  in  holiness  excel. 

Psalm  XCV.  1—7.  (c.  m.) 

1  Come  let  us  to  Jehovah  sing 

W^ith  loud  exulting  voice; 
In  praise  of  our  salvation's  rock. 
With  heart  and  soul  rejoice. 

2  0  let  us  to  his  presence  haste 

With  hymns  of  grateful  praise, 


^0  PSALMS. 

And  with  triumphant  joy,  to  him 
Our  psalms  harmonious  raise. 

3  For  King  of  Kings  and  Lord  of  Lords 

The  great  Jehovah  is; 
The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
The  mountain's  strength  is  his. 

4  To  him  the  rolling  waves  belong, 

He  fix'd  the  ocean's  bound; 

His  forming  hand  alone  prepar'd 

And  laid  the  solid  ground. 

5  Come  let  us  worship  at  his  throne. 

And  bow  before  him  all; 
Low  on  our  knees  before  the  Lord, 
Our  Maker,  let  us  fall. 

6  He  is  our  God;  the  people  we 

Who  in  his  pasture  feed; 
The  faror'd  flock,  whom  his  right  hand 
Shall  ever  guide  and  lead. 

Psalm  XCV.     Second  version,  (IV.  4) 

1  0  come  let  us  sing  to  the  Lord, 

In  God  our  salvation  rejoice. 
In  psalms  of  thanksgiving  record 

His  praise  with  one  heart  and  one  voice^ 

2  For  Jehovah  is  king,  and  he  reigns 

The  God  of  all  Gods  on  his  throne; 
The  strength  of  the  hills  he  maintains, 
The  ends  of  the  earth  are  his  own. 

3  The  sea  is  Jehovah's; — he  made 

The  tide  its  dominion  to  know; 
The  land  is  Jehovah's; — he  laid 
Its  solid  foundations  below. 


PSALMS.  Ql 

4  0  come  let  us  worship  and  kneel 

Before  our  Creator  and  God; 
The  people  who  serve  him  with  zeal; 
The  flock  whom  he  guides  with  his  rod. 

5  To  day  let  us  hearken,  to  day 

To  the  voice  that  yet  speaks  from  above; 
And  all  his  commandments  obey. 
For  all  his  commandments  are  love. 

6  But  oh!  of  rebellion  beware. 

Rebellion  that  hardens  the  breast, 
Lest  God  in  his  anger  should  sware,  , 

That  we  shall  not  enter  his  rest. 

Psalm  XCVI.  9—13.         (l.  m. 

1  Worship  before  Jehovah's  face, 
In  beauteous  forms  of  holiness; 
Your  ofF'rings  to  his  altar  bring 
While  earth  adores  her  God  and  King. 

2  Tell  the  wide  world  Jehovah  reigns; 
His  hand  the  universe  sustains; 

In  robes  of  judgment  see  him  come 
To  give  to  all  their  righteous  doom. 

3  Rejoice,  O  heavens!  be  glad,  O  earth! 
All  nature  join  the  sacred  mirth; 
Let  ocean  in  her  fullness  rise 

And  roar  the  anthem  to  the  skies. 

4  With  joy  let  fertile  vallies  ring, 
While  tuneful  groves  their  music  bring; 
Ye  forests  bend  with  lowly  nod. 

And  waving,  hail  the  approaching  God. 

5  Behold!  in  truth  and  justice  clad. 

He  comes  to  judge  the  world  he  made; 
G 


62  PSALMS. 

He  comes,  he  comes,  mankind  to  bless 
And  rule  the  world  in  righteousness. 

Psalm  XC  VII. 

PART   I.    1 5.  (C.  M.) 

1  Jehovah  reigns!  with  sounds  of  joy, 
Let  earth  approach  the  Lord, 
And  distant  isles  their  songs  employ 
His  honours  to  record. 

"2  Darkness  and  clouds  around  him  wait, 
His  ways  are  all  unknown; 
Yet  truth  and  grace  support  his  seat. 
And  justice  is  his  throne. 

3  He  comes — the  flames  his  way  prepare, 

In  judgment  see  him  come; 

His  enemies  his  wrath  shall  bear. 

And  meet  their  final  doom. 

4  Around  the  world  his  lightnings  fly. 

His  awful  thunder  rolls; 
Earth  views  the  dreadful  signs  on  high. 
And  trembles  to  the  poles. 

5  The  hills  like  wax  before  his  face, 

In  liquid  fire  are  pour'd: 
Let  all  amidst  the  general  blaze 
Adore  creation's  Lord. 

PART  IL  10—12.  (l.  m.) 

1  0  ye,  who  love  Jeiiovah's  name. 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  sliamc; 

He  keeps  his  saints,  and  o'er  their  heads 
The  shield  of  his  salvation  spreads. 

2  For  all  his  saints,  for  them  alone, 
The  seeds  of  heavenly  light  are  sown. 


PSALMS.  Q$ 

Gladness  and  joy  around  them  rise — 
A  harvest  ripening  for  the  skies. 

3  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
His  sacred  honors  glad  record: 
With  grateful  songs  Jehovah  bless, 
And  praise  him  in  his  holiness. 

Psalm  XCVIII.  1—4.         (c.  m.) 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  a  new  made  song. 

Who  wond'rous  things  has  done; 
His  own  right  hand,  his  holy  arm, 
The  victory  has  won. 

2  The  Lord  has  through  th'  astonish'd  world, 

Display'd  his  saving  might. 
And  made  his  righteous  acts  appear 
In  all  the  heathen's  sight. 

3  Of  Israel's  house,  his  love  and  truth 

Have  ever  mindful  been; 
And  all  the  earth,  the  saving  pow'r 
Of  Israel's  God  has  seen. 

4  Let  therefore  earth's  inhabitants 

Their  cheerful  voices  raise. 
And  all  with  universal  joy. 
Resound  their  Maker's  praise. 

PART   11.    9—10.  (C.  M.) 

Paraphrase  applied  to  the  advent  of  Christ. 

1  Joy  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come; 

Let  earth  receive  her  king; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room: 
Let  all  creation  sing. 

2  Ye  saints,  rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns! 

In  praise  your  tongues  employ: 


Q4,  PSALMS. 

Floods,  clap  jour  hands;  exult,  ye  plains, 
And  shout,  ye  hills,  for  joy. 

3  Behold,  he  comes!  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations  as  their  God; 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness. 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

4  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow. 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground: 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  known, 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

5  Joy  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come. 

Let  earth  receive  her  King: 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  roon^, 
Let  all  creation  sing. 

Psalm  C.  (l.  m.) 

1  With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 
To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise; 
Glad  homage  pay  with  sacred  mirth. 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise. 

2  Convinc'd  that  he  is  God  alone. 
From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed; 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own. 
The  flock  that  he  vouchsafes  to  feed, 

3  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate. 
Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat. 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 

4  For  he's  the  Lord  supremely  good; 
His  mercy  is  forever  sure; 

His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood. 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 


PSALMS.  65 

Psalm  C.     Second  version*  (l.  m.) 

Paraphrase. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone. 
He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sov'reign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  men. 

And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

S  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame; 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear. 
Almighty  Maker!  to  thy  name. 

4  We'll  croud  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs; 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise, 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  *  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Psalm  CI.  1—3.  (III.  1) 

1  Mercy,  judgment,  now  my  tongue 
Makes  the  subject  of  her  song: 

*  The  following  verse  is  introduced  here  in  a  favourite 
arrangement  of  the  music  {Dennuark,)  to  which  this  psalm  is 
sung  as  an  anthem; 

With  harps  and  hymns,  soft  melody 

Into  the  concert  bring; 
The  trumpet  and  shrill  cornet's  sound 

To  praise  the  Almighty  King. 

G  2 


QQ  PSALMS. 

Lord,  to  whom  then  shall  I  sing. 
But  to  thee,  eternal  King. 

2  Wisdom  shall  my  footsteps  guide. 
Nor  permit  my  feet  to  slide; 
Never  from  thy  perfect  way 

In  the  paths  of  sin  I'll  stray. 

3  Come,  0  come,  celestial  guesti 
Let  my  roof  with  thee  be  blest; 
Lo!  my  heart,  with  studious  care, 
For  thy  presence,  I  prepare. 

4  Ne'er  shall  my  presumptuous  hand 
Dare  to  break  thy  just  command; 
Ne'er  within  me  shaltthou  find 
Aught  that  speaks  a  faithless  mind. 

Psalm  CII. 

PART    I.    19 21.  (c?-^>f*v 

1  From  heaven,  his  everlasting  throne, 

O  condescending  grace! 
Jehovah  looks  with  pity  down 
Upon  our  fallen  race. 

2  He  sees  the  groaning  captive's  pain, 

And  brings  a  kind  reprieve; 
His  hand  strikes  oif  the  galling  chain. 
And  bids  the  victim  live. 

3  Live  to  declare  his  glorious  name. 

And  spread  his  praise  abroad. 
And  in  his  sacred  courts  proclaim 
The  mercy  of  his  God. 

4  Assembled  there  his  saints  attend, 

And  songs  of  praise  repeat; 


PSALMS.  gy 

While  there  united  nations  bend 
And  worship  at  his  feet. 

PART  II.  24—28.  (c.  M.) 

I  Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 
O  thou,  eternal  God! 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name. 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

9  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 
Of  old  by  thee  were  laid; 
By  thee,  the  azure  vault  of  heav'n 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

ij  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 
Form'd  by  thy  pow'rful  hand, 
Be  like  a  vesture  laid  aside 
And  chang'd  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections  all  divine. 

Eternal  as  thy  days. 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine  i 

With  undiminish'd  rays. 

5  Thy  children's  children,  still  thy  care. 

Shall  own  their  father's  God; 
To  latest  times  thy  favor  prove 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

Psalm  CIII. 

PART   I.    1 5.  (S.   M.) 

1  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim: 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  his  holv  name. 


68  PSALMS. 

2  0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits, 
Who  is  to  thee  so  kind. 

3  He  pardons  all  thy  sins. 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities. 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

4  He  feeds  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth. 
And  like  the  eagle's,  he  renews 
The  vigour  of  thy  youth. 

5  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim. 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

PART    n.    8—17.  (O.    M.) 

1  Come,  let  our  souls  repeat  his  praise. 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great. 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  nse, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  Jehovah  will  not  always  chide; 

His  an^er  soon  departs; 
He  deals  his  punishments  in  love,- 
And  rot  by  our  deserts. 

3  Far  as  the  heaven  above  the  earth. 

Its  lolty  arch  extends. 
So  far  his  love  to  sinful  man. 
Our  utmost  thoughts  transcends. 

4  Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west. 

He  all  our  guilt  removes. 


PSALMS.  Qc^ 

And  spares  us,  as  a  father  spares, 
The  children  whom  he  loves. 

5  He  sees  how  weak  and  frail  we  are, 

He  knows  we  are  but  clay; 
Like  morning  flowers  of  the  field, 
We  flourish  and  decay. 

6  But  his  compassions  and  his  love 

To  endless  years  endure. 
And  children's  children  still  shall  find 
His  word  of  promise  sure. 

PART    III.    19-— 22.  (S.    M.) 

1  The  Lord,  the  sov'reign  king. 

Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high; 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  worlds  he  rules. 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  that  excel  in  strength. 

And  haste  to  do  his  will. 
Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear. 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 
S  Ye  shining  hosts,  who  wait 
The  orders  of  your  king; 
Ye  servants,  who  his  courts  attend. 
United  praises  sing. 
4  Let  all  o'er  whom  he  reigns. 
His  wondrous  love  extol: 
Awake,  my  tongue,  thy  grateful  lays; 
Bless  thou  the  Lord,  my  soul. 
Psalm  CIV. 

PART    L    1—5.  (IV,    I.) 

1  Bless  God,  0  my  soul. 
Rejoice  in  his  name; 
0  Lord,  let  my  voice 
Thy  greatness  proclaim: 


70 


PSALMS. 


Surpassing  in  honour. 

Dominion  and  might. 
Thy  throne  is  the  heav'n, 

Thy  robe  is  the  light. 

2  The  sky  we  behold, 

A  curtain  display'd; 
The  chambers  of  heav'n, 

On  waters  are  laid: 
The  clouds  are  a  chariot. 

Thy  glory  to  bear. 
On  wings  thou  art  wafted. 

Thou  ridest  on  air. 

3  As  rapid  as  fire. 

Thy  angels  on  high. 
Convey  thy  commands, 

Thy  ministers  fly: 
The  earth  on  its  basis 

Eternal  sustain'd. 
Is  fix'd  in  the  station 

Thy  wisdom  ordain*d. 

PART  II.  13—15.  (l. 

1  God  from  his  cloudy  cistern  pours 

O'er  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  showers: 
The  grove,  the  garden  and  the  field, 
A  thousand  joyful  blessings  yield. 

2  He  makes  the  grassy  food  arise, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  supplies. 
With  herbs  for  man  of  various  power, 
Nature  to  nourish  or  restore. 

3  Luxuriant  fruit  the  vines  produce; 
The  melting  olive  yields  her  juice; 


PSALMS.  7 1 

The  gen'rous  wine,  refreshing  oiJ, 
To  gladden  man  amid  his  toil. 

4  Then  bless  his  name,  je  people  fed 

With  cheering  fruits  and  strength'ning  bread: 
And  while  he  thus  his  gifts  imparts, 
vServe  him  with  ever  grateful  hearts. 

PART  III.  24—32.  (II.  3) 

1  How  manifold  thy  works,  O  Lord! 

In  wisdom,  power  and  goodness  wrought; 
The  earth  is  with  thy  riches  stor'd, 
And  ocean  with  thy  wonders  fraught. 
Unfathom'd  caves  beneath  the  deep. 
For  thee  their  hidden  treasures  keep. 

2  There  go  the  ships,  with  sails  unfurl'd. 

By  thee  directed  on  their  way; 
There  in  his  own  !nysterious  world 
Leviathan  delights  to  play: 
And  tribes  that  range  immensity. 
Unknown  to  man,  are  known  to  thee. 

J  By  thee  alone  the  living  live; 

Hide  but  thy  face,  their  comforts  fly; 
They  gather  what  thy  seasons  give  — 
Take  thou  away  their  breath,  they  die: 
Send  forth  thy  spirit  from  above. 
And  all  again  is  life  and  love. 

4  Joy  in  his  works  Jehovah  takes. 
Yet  to  destruction  they  return; 
He  looks  upon  the  earth,  it  quakes. 
Touches  the  mountains,  and  they  burn: 
Thou,  God,  forever  art  the  same; 
I  AM,  is  thy  unchajiging  name. 


72  PSALMS. 

Psalm  CVI.  1—5.  (l.  m.) 

1  O  render  thanks  to  God  above,  '> 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love; 

Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past, 
Has  stood  and  shall  for  ages  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express. 
Not  only  vast, but  numberless? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise? 

3  Blessed  are  they  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  stray; 
Who  know  and  love  thy  perfect  will, 
And  all  thy  righteous  laws  fulfil. 

4  May  I  that  kind  remembrance  share, 
Which  to  thy  people  thou  dost  bear: 
Lord  make  me  one  with  them  and  thee, 
And  let  me  all  thy  glory  see. 

Psalm.  CVII.  . 

Paraphrase.  1—8.  (HI;  1) 

i  Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name. 
For  his  mercies  ever  sure, 
From  eternity  the  same. 
To  eternity  endure. 

2  Let  the  ransom'd  thus  rejoice, 
Gather'd  out  of  every  land; 
As  the  people  of  his  choice, 
Pluck'd  from  the  destroyer's  hand. 

5  In  the  wihlerness  astray, 

Hither,  tliither  while  they  roam, 
Hungry,  fainting  by  the  way, 
Far  from  refuge,  shelter,  home. 


PSALMS.  •J'^ 

4  Tlien  unto  the  Lord  they  cry. 
He  inclines  a  gracious  ear. 
Sends  deliv'rance  from  on  high, 
Rescues  them  from  all  their  fear. 

J  To  a  pleasant  land  he  brings. 

Where  the  vine  and  olive  grow, 

Where  from  flow'ry  hills  the  springs 

Through  luxuriant  vallies  flow. 

6  O  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord, 
For  his  goodness  to  their  race! 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word. 
And  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

PART  IL  10—15.  (IIL  1) 

1  They  that  mourn  in  dungeon  gloom. 
Bound  in  iron  and  despair, 
Sentenc'd  to  a  heavier  doom 

Than  the  pangs  they  suffer  there. 

■Z  Foes  and  rebels  once  to  God, 

They  disdain'd  his  high  control. 
Now  they  feel  his  fiery  rod 

Striking  terrors  through  their  soul. 

3  Wrung  with  agony  they  fall 

To  the  dust,  and  gazing  round. 
Call  for  help — in  vain  they  call. 

Help,  nor  hope,  nor  friends  are  found. 

4  Then  unto  the  Lord  they  cr}^ 

He  inclines  a  gracious  ear. 
Sends  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 
Rescues  them  from  all  their  fear. 

5  He  restores  their  forfeit  breath, 

Breaks  in  twain  the  gates  of  brass.. 

H 


74  PSALMS. 

From  the  bands  and  grasp  of  dea^li. 
Forth  to  liberty  they  pass. 

6  O  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord 
For  his  goodness  to  their  race! 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word. 
And  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

PART  III.  23—31.  (c.  M.) 

1  Thy  wondrous  power,  Almighty  Lord, 

That  rules  the  boist'rous  sea. 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record. 
Who  tempt  that  dang*rous  way. 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise. 

And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves; 
The  men  astonish'd  mount  the  skies. 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 

Then  plunge  in  deeps  again; 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels. 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries: 

He  hears  the  loud  request, 
And  orders  silence  through  the  skiefs. 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

5  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears, 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

G  0  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 
The  goodness  of  the  Lord! 
And  those  that  see  his  wondrous  way&v 
His  wondrous  love  record. 


PSALMS.  75 

Psalm  CVIII.  1—5.      (c.  m.) 

i  O  God,  my  heart  is  fully  bent 
To  magnify  thy  name; 
My  tongue  with  cheerful  songs  of  praise 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Awake,  my  lute;  nor  thou,  my  harp. 

Thy  warbling  notes  delay; 
Whilst  I  with  early  hymns  of  joy 
Prevent  the  dawning  day. 

3  To  all  the  list'ning  tribes,  O  Lord, 

Thy  wonders  1  will  tell. 
And  to  those  nations  sing  thy  praise. 
That  round  about  us  dwell: 

4  Because  thy  mercy's  boundless  height, 

The  highest  heav'n  transcends, 
And  far  beyond  th'  aspiring  clouds. 
Thy  faithful  truth  extends. 

5  Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high 

Above  the  starry  frame; 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  consent, 
Confess  thy  glorious  name. 

Psalm  CX.  (c.  m.) 

.appointed  for  Christmas  day— as  describing  the  triumphs  and 
priesthood  of  Christ. 

1  The  Lord  unto  my  Lord  thus  spake— 

"  Enthron'd  in  glory  sit 
At  mv  right  hand,  till  all  thy  foes 
Shall  fall  beneath  tliy  feet. 

2  Jehovaii  shall  from  Zion  send 

The  sceptre  of  his  word, 


76  PSALMS. 

That  rod  of  strength — till  all  confess 
Messiah  is  the  Lord. 

3  Thy  glorious  day  of  pow'r  appears. 

Day  of  victorious  grace; 
See,  willing  nations  croud  thy  courts. 
In  robes  of  righteousness. 

4  Behold  how  numberless  and  bright 

The  dew  drops  of  the  morn; 
In  shining  myriads,  thus  thy  saints 
Thy  triumphs  shall  adorn.* 

5  The  Lord  hath  sworn,  nor  will  repent. 

In  heav'n  thy  high  abode. 
Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be 
Thou  great  high  priest  of  God. 

6  Conquer'd  by  thee,  at  thy  right  hand 

All  enemies  shall  fall; 
Kingdoms  and  empires  shall  submit 
And  own  thee  Lord  of  all." 

7  But  he  must  taste — it  is  decreed. 

Affliction  in  the  way; 
Perfect  through  sufF'rings — glory  crowns 
His  head  in  endless  day. 

Psalm  CXL  1—4.  (i.  m.) 

•Appointed  by  the  Church  for  Easter  day. 
1   Praise  ye  the  Lord:  our  God  to  praise 
My  soul  her  utmost  povv*rs  shall  raise: 
With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
Of  saints,  his  praise  shall  be  my  song. 

*  See  Bishop  Horne  in  loco. 


PSALMS.  77 

2  His  works,  for  greatness  though  renown'd. 
His  wondrous  works  with  ease  are  found 
By  those  who  seek  for  them  aright, 

And  in  the  pious  search  delight. 

3  His  works  are  all  of  matchless  fame. 
And  universal  glory  claim; 

His  truth,  confirm'^  through  ages  past. 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  last. 

4  By  precept  he  has  us  enjoin'd. 

To  keep  his  wondrous  works  in  mind. 

And  to  posterity  record. 

That  good  and  gracious  is  our  Lord. 

Psalm  CXII.  1—6.  (l.  m.) 

t  That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 
Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law; 
His  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd. 
And  with  successive  honors  crown'd. 

2  His  house,  the  seat  of  wealth,  shall  be 
Aninexhausted  treasury: 

His  justice  free  from  all  decay. 
Shall  blessings  to  his  heirs  convey. 

3  The  soul  that's  fiU'd  with  virtue's  light. 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night. 
To  pity  the  distress'd  inclin'd 


As  well  as  just  to  all  mankind. 

His  lib'ral  favours  he  extends; 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends; 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs. 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs. 

Beset  with  threat'ning  dangers  round. 
Unmoved  shall  he  maintain  his  ground; 
H  2 


78  PSALMS. 

And  long  the  memory  of  the  just 
Shall  flourish  when  he  sleeps  in  dust. 

Psalm  CXIII.    1—7.          (l.  m.| 
For  Easter  day. 

1  Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays, 
Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age  forevermore. 

2  Blest  be  that  name,  supremely  blest. 
From  the  sun's  rising  to  its  rest; 
Above  the  heav'ns  his  power  is  known. 
Through  all  the  earth  his  goodness  shown . 

3  Who  is  like  God?  so  great,  so  high; 
He  bows  himself  to  view  the  sky. 
And  yet  with  condescending  grace. 

Looks  down  upon  the  human  race.  .^ 

4  He  hears  the  uncomplaining  moan 
Of  those  who  sit  and  weep  alone; 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust 
And  saves  the  poor  that  in  him  trust. 

5  Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays. 
Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore. 
From  age  to  age  forevermore. 

Psalm  CXIV.  (H;  S/ 

The  church  uses  this  psalm  on  Easter  day^  probably  considering 
the  subject  of  which  it  treats,  as  representing  our  spiritual  df 
Uverance  by  the  resurrection  of  Christ. 

\  When  Israel  out  of  Egypt  came. 

And  left  the  proud  oppressor's  land;^ 


PSALMS.  79 

Supported  by  the  great  I  AM, 

Safe  in  the^hoUow  of  his  hand! 
The  Lord  in  Israel  reign'd  alone 
And  Judah  was  his  fav'rite  throne, 

2  The  sea  beheld  his  power  and  fled. 

Divided  by  the  wondrous  ro  J; 
Jordan  ran  backward  to  its  head. 

And  Sinai  felt  th'  incumbent  God; 
The  frighted  mountains  skipp'd  like  rams: 
The  little  hills,  like  trembling  lambs. 

3  What  ail'd  thee,  O  thou  trembling  sear 

What  horror  turn'd  the  river  back? 
Was  nature's  God  displeas'd  with  thee? 

And  why  should  earth's  foundations  shake^ 
Ye  mountains  that  ye  skipp'd  like  rams, 
Ye  little  hills  like  trembling  lambs? 

4  Earth,  tremble  on  withall  thy  sons 

In  presence  of  the  awful  Lord, 
Whose  power  inverted  nature  owns. 

Her  only  law,  his  sov'reign  word; 
He  shakes  the  centre  with  his  rod, 
And  heav'n  bows  down  to  Jacob's  God. 

5  Creation  varied  by  his  hand, 

Th'  omnipotent  Jehovah  knows; 
The  sea  is  turn'd  to  solid  land; 

The  rock  into  a  fountain  flows; 
And  all  things  as  they  change  proclaim. 
The  Lord  eternally  the  same. 

Psalm  CXVL  (c.  m.) 

^^  short  paraphrase. 

PART    I.    1 7. 

1  I  love  the  Lord — he  lent  an  ear 
When  I  for  help  implor'd; 


30  PSALMS. 

He  rescu'd  me  from  all  my  fear, 
Therefore  1  love  the  Lord. 

2  Bound  hand  and  foot  with  chains  of  sin- 

Death  dragg'd  me  for  his  prey; 
The  pit  was  mov'd  to  take  me  in; 
All  hope  was  tar  away. 

3  I  cried  in  agony  of  mind 

"  Lord,  I  beseech  thee  save:" 
He  heard  me;  death  his  prey  resign'd. 
And  mercy  shut  the  grave. 

4  Return  my  soul  unto  thy  rest, 

From  God  no  longer  roam; 
His  hand  hath  bountifully  blest, 
His  goodness  call'd  thee  home. 

PART  IL   12 — 16.  (c.  M. 

1  What  shall  I  render  unto  thee. 

My  Saviour  in  distress. 
For  all  thy  benefits  to  me 
So  great  and  numberless? 

2  This  will  I  do  for  thy  love's  sake.. 

And  thus  thy  power  proclaim; 
The  sacramental  cup  I  take. 
And  call  upon  thy  name. 

3  Thou  God  of  covenanted  grace, 

Hear  and  record  my  vow, 
While  in  thy  courts  I  seek  thy  face 
And  at  thine  altar  bow. 

4  Henceforth  to  thee  myself  I  give 

With  single  heart  and  eye. 

To  walk  before  thee  while  I  live 

And  bless  thee  when  I  die. 


PSALMS.  8[ 

Psalm  CXVII.  (l.  m.) 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 
Jehovah's  glorious  name  be  sung 
Through  ev'rj  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Psalm  CXVIII.  23—26.  (s.  m.) 

Appointed  by  the  church  for  Easfer  day — accordingly  it  is  applied 
to  the  Resurrection  in  thefoUovnng  Paraphrase: 

1  Behold  the  living  stone 
To  endless  honours  rise! 

On  it  the  church  shall  rest  alone, 
Though  scribes  and  priests  despise. 

2  The  builders,  in  disgrace. 
Had  cast  this  stone  away; 

But  now  it  fills  the  noblest  place 
And  there  our  hopes  we  lay. 

3  The  building  it  sustains 
And  binds  the  structure  sure; 

Head  of  the  corner,  it  remains 
Eternally  secure. 

4  O  Lord,  the  act  is  thine; 
Thou  '.id'st  the  Saviour  rise; 

Thou  bid'st  the  grave  its  prey  resign; 
'Tis  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

5  This  is  the  glorious  day 
Jehovah  made  his  own, 


82  PSALMS 

Our  holy  joy  we  will  display 
And  worship  at  his  throne. 

6  Tg  thee,  in  highest  songs, 
Hosanna  we  proclaim; 

Jesus,  to  thee,  the  praise  belongs; 

Salvation  to  thy  name.  ^ 

7  Lord,  hear  our  humble  pray'n 
0  save  us  from  above! 

And  let  thy  church  enjoy  thy  care 
And  prosper  in  thy  love. 

Psalm  CXIX. 

PART    I.    1 5.  (C.  M.) 

1  How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep 

The  pure  and  perfect  way; 
Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray. 

2  How  blest,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been, 
And  have  with  fervent,  humble  zeal. 
His  favour  sought  to  win. 

3  Such  men  their  utmost  caution  use 

To  shun  each  wicked  deed; 

But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 

With  constant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoin'd  us.  Lord. 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will; 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

5  0  then  that  thy  most  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  preside. 
And  I  the  course  of  all  my  lifr. 
By  thy  direction  guide. 


PSALMS. 


85 


PART  II.    a— 12.  (C.  M.) 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin; 
Thy  w  ord,  0  Lord,  the  way  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  ^^^ith  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  th^  face^ 

Then  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  0  gracious  God, 
Nor  tread  the  sinners  way. 

3  Safe  in  my  heart  and  closely  hid. 

Thy  word,  my  treasure,  lies. 

To  succour  me  with  timely  aid 

^V  hen  sinful  thoughts  arise. 

4  Secur'd  by  that,  my  grateful  soul 

Shall  ever  bless  thv  name; 
O  teach  me  then  by  tHy  just  laws 
My  future  life  to  frame. 

partIII.  33— 37.  (cm.) 

I  Instruct  me  in  thy  statutes.  Lord; 
Thy  righteous  paths  display. 
And  I  from  them  through  all  my  life 
Will  never  go  astiay. 

-.1  If  thou  true  wisdom  from  above 
Wilt  graciously  impart. 
To  keep  thy  perfect  law  I  will 
Devote  my  zealous  heart. 

3  Direct  me  in  the  sacred  ways 
To  which  thy  precepts  lead. 
Because  my  chief  delight  has  been 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 


34  PSALMS. 

4  Do  thou  to  thy  most  just  commands 

Incline  my  willing  heart; 
Let  no  desire  of  worldly  wealth 
From  thee  my  thoughts  divert. 

5  From  those  vain  objects  turn  my  eyes, 

Which  this  false  world  displays; 
But  give  me  lively  power  and  strength 
To  keep  thy  righteous  ways. 

RART  IV.  67—68.    71-— 72.        (c.  m.) 

1  Before  I  felt  thy  chast'ning  hand, 
My  God  I  went  astray; 
But  thou  hast  broke  my  stubborn  will 
And  taught  me  to  obey. 

:2  In  all  thy  various  providence. 
E'en  when  I  felt  thy  rod. 
Thy  love  I  see,  and  still  must  own 
The  goodness  of  my  God. 

3  Yea,  I  confess  'twas  good  for  me 

To  taste  the  cup  of  woe. 
For  thus  my  wayward  heart  was  brought 
Thy  righteous  will  to  know. 

4  Now  all  the  counsels  of  thy  word, 

I  love  and  value  more 
Than  thousands  of  the  richest  gold. 
Or  mines  of  silver  ore. 

PART  V.  89—91.  (c   M.) 

1  For  ever  and  for  ever,  Lord; 
Unchang'd  thou  dos't  remain: 
Thy  word  establisli'd  in  the  heav'ns 
Doth  all  their  orbs  sustain. 


PSALMS.  g5 

2  From  age  to  age,  thy  faithfulness 

Immovable  shall  stand; 
Thou  hold'st  the  earth  and  still  it  lasts 
By  thy  Almighty  hand. 

3  All  things  the  course  by  thee  ordain'd, 

E'en  to  this  day  fulfil; 
They  are  thy  faithful  subjects  all 
And  servants  of  thy  will. 

PART  VI.  5.  35— £9.  &c.        (c.  M.j 

1  O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  ray  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still; 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 

2  0  send  thy  spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  oif  my  eyes; 

Let  no  corrupt  design. 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion.  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands; 

'Tis  a  delightful  road:  *" 

Nor  let  my  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 


36  PSALMb. 

PART   Vll.  (O.    m) 

1  Lord  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice. 
There  my  best  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  records  of  thy  love. 

And  keep  thy  law  in  sight. 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown. 

Where  springs  of  life  arise; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown. 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

To  guide  us  all  the  day. 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 

How  pure  is  every  page; 
O  may  it  guide  my  earliest  youth 
And  cheer  my  latest  age. 

Psalm  CXXI.  (c.  m.) 

1  Lo!  from  the  hills  my  help  descends; 
To  them  I  lift  mine  eyes: 
My  strength  on  him  alone  depends, 
Who  form'd  the  earth  and  skies. 

^  He  ever  watchful,  ever  nigh. 
Forbids  thy  feet  to  slide; 
Nor  sleep  nor  slumber  seals  the  eye 
Of  Israel's  guard  and  guide. 


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3  He  at  thy  hand  array'd  in  might. 

His  shield  shall  o'er  thee  spread; 
Nor  sun  by  day,  nor  moon  by  night 
Shall  hurt  thy  favor*d  head. 

4  Safe  shalt  thou  go,  and  safe  return. 

While  he  thy  life  defends, 
Whose  eyes  thy  ev'ry  step  discern. 
Whose  mercy  never  ends. 

Psalm  CXXII.  (II.  2) 

1  The  festal  morn,  my  God,  is  come 
That  calls  me  to  thy  hallow'd  dome. 

Thy  presence  to  adore; 
My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend. 
With  willing  iteps  thy  courts  ascend. 

And  tread  the  sacred  floor. 

2  And  now  we  greet  with  raptur'd  eyes. 
Fair  Zion  tow 'ring  to  the  skies; 

Within  her  gates  we  stand: 
City  of  Peace!  how  sweet  the  sight 
When  all  thy  sons  in  love  unite, 

A  holy,  happy  band. 

3  Hither  from  Judah's  utmost  end. 
The  heaven  protected  tribes  ascend. 

Their  offerings  hither  bring; 
Here  eager  to  attest  their  joy. 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tongues  employ 

And  hail  th'  immortal  king. 

4  May  peace  forever  dwell  with  thee, 
O  Salem, — thus  with  bended  knee. 

To  Jacob's  God  we  pray; 
How  blest  who  calls  himself  thy  friend. 


38  PSALMS. 

Success  his  labours  shall  attend, 
And  safety  guard  his  way. 

5  0  may'st  thou,  free  from  hostile  fear. 
Never  the  voice  of  tumult  hear. 

Nor  wasting  war  deplore; 
May  Plenty  nigh  thee  take  her  stand, 
And  in  thy  courts  with  lavish  hand. 

Distribute  all  her  store. 

6  Seat  of  my  friends  and  brethren  hail! 
Ne'er  shall  my  tongue,  O  Zion  fail 

To  bless  thy  lov'd  abode; 
Ne'er  cease  tn^  zeal  that  in  ta^  glows 
To  seek  thy  good,  whose  Myalls  inclose 

The  mansion  of  my  God. 

Psalm  CXXII.  Second  version,     (s.  m.) 

1  Glad  was  my  heart  to  hear 
My  dear  companions  say— • 

Come,  in  the  house  of  God  appear. 
For   'tis  an  holy  day. 

2  Our  willing  feet  shall  stand 
Within  the  temple  door. 

While  young  and  old,  in  many  a  band. 
Shall  throng  the  sacred  floor. 

3  Thither  the  tribes  ascend. 
Where  all  are  wont  to  meet. 

And,  joyful  in  the  house  of  prayer. 
Bend  at  the  mercy  seat. 

4  Pray  for  Jerusalem, 
The  city  of  our  God: 

The  Lord  from  heav'n  be  kind  to  them 
That  love  the  dear  abode. 


PSALMS. 

5  Within  these  walls,  may  peace 
And  harmony  be  found; 

Zion  in  all  thy  palaces 
Prosperity  abound. 

6  For  friends  and  brethren  dear, 
Our  pray'r  shall  never  cease; 

Oft  as  they  meet  for  worship  here, 
God  send  his  people  peace. 

Psalm  CXXIII.  (l.  m.) 

1  On  thee  who  dwell'st  above  the  skies, 
For  mercy  v/ait  my  longing  eyes; 

As  servants  wait  their  masters'  hands. 
And  maids  their  mistresses'  commands. 

2  O  then  have  mercy  on  us.  Lord; 
Thy  gracious  aid  to  us  afford; 
No  longer  let  our  foes  oppress. 
But  see  and  pity  our  distress. 

Psalm  CXXIV.  (II.  3, 

J^ational  deliveraiice- 
1  Had  God  forsook  us,  when  our  foes 
In  adverse  hosts  against  us  rose; 
Had  God,  we  now  may  surely  say, 
Forsook  us  in  the  dreadful  day. 
When  gath'ring  troops  their  wrath  outpoured 
Their  fury  had  our  tribes  devour'd. 

Down  had  we  sunk,  and  o'er  our  head. 
The  swelling  floods  their  waves  had  spread; 
Down  had  we  sunk — but  blest  be  God, 
Whose  arm  the  timely  help  bestow'd. 
And,  all  opposers  chas'd  away, 
Snatch'd  from  their  jaws  th'  expected  prey, 
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90  PSALMS. 

3  See,  as  the  bird  with  sudden  spring, 
Exulting  mounts  upon  the  wing, 
Just  rescued  from  the  fowler's  art 
So  triumph  we  with  thankful  heart. 
And,  sav'd  by  God's  preventing  care. 
Shake  from  our  feet  the  broken  snare. 

4  When  woes  and  dangers  round  us  rise, 
Our  help  on  God  alone  relies; 

To  him  our  liberty  we  owe. 
And  own  his  strength  against  the  foe. 
Whose  hand  thy  centre  fixM,  0  Earth, 
And  give  th'  enduring  Heavens  their  birth. 

Psalm  CXXV.  (c.  m, 

1  Who  make  the  Lord  of  hosts  their  tow'r,' 

Shall  like  mount  Zion  be. 
Immovable  by  mortal  pow'r, 
Built  on  eternity. 

2  As  round  about  Jerusalem, 

The  guardian  mountains  stand; 
So  shall  the  Lord  encompass  them. 
Who  hold  by  his  right  hand. 

3  The  rod  of  wickedness  shall  ne'er 

Against  the  just  prevail. 
Lest  innocence  should  find  a  snare 
And  tempted  virtue  fail. 

4  Do  good,  0  God,  do  good  to  those 

Who  cleave  to  thee  in  heart; 
Who  on  thy  truth  alone  repose. 
Nor  from  thy  law  depart. 

5  While  rebel  souls,  who  turn  aside. 

Thine  anger  shall  destroy; 


PSALMS.  91 

Do  thou  in  peace  thy  people  guide. 
To  their  eternal  joy. 

Psalm  CXXVII.  (c.  m.) 

1  Unless  the  Lord  sustain  the  house. 

The  builders  lose  their  pain; 
Unless  the  Lord  the  city  keep. 
The  watchmen  wake  in  vain. 

2  In  vain  ye  rise,  in  vain  ye  watch. 

And  eat  the  bread  of  care; 
The  balm  of  peace  and  sweet  content, 
His  children  only  share. 

3  When  duteous  sons  around  thee  stand, 

They  are  kind  heav'n's  reward; 
Not  arrows  in  a  giant's  hand. 
Can  yield  so  sure  a  guard. 

4  Happy  the  man  who  thus  is  blest; 

His  quiver  fill'd  with  these. 
Securely  he  may  dwell  in  peace. 
Nor  fear  his  enemies. 

Psalm  CXXX.  (s.  m.>  ^ 

The  sixth  penitential,  for  »Ssh  Wednesday. 

1  From  lowest  depths  of  woe, 

To  God  I  send  my  cry; 
Lord,  hear  my  supplicating  voice,  ^^ 

And  graciously  reply. 

2  Should st  thou  severely  judge. 

Who  can  the  trial  bear? 
But  thou  forgiv'st  lest  we  despond. 
And  quite  renounce  thy  fear. 

3  My  soul  with  patience  waits 

For  thee,  the  living  Lord; 


92  PSALMS. 

My  hopes  are  on  thy  promise  built, 
Thy  never  failing  word. 

4  My  longing  eyes  look  out 

For  thy  enlivening  ray, 
More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 
To  spy  the  dawning  day. 

5  Let  Israel  trust  in  God, 

No  bounds  his  mercy  knows; 
The  plenteous  source  and  spring  from  whence 
Eternal  succour  flows. 

6  Whose  friendly  streams  to  us 

Supplies  in  want  convey; 
A  healing  spring,  a  spring  to  cleanse. 
And  wash  our  guilt  away. 

Psalm.  CXXXI.  (III.  1) 

Paraphrase. 

1  Lord,  forever  at  thy  side. 

Let  my  place  and  portion  be; 
Strip  me  of  the  robe  of  pride. 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 

2  Meekly  may  my  soul  receive 

All  thy  spirit  hath  reveal'd; 
Thou  hast  spoken — 1  believe. 
Though  the  prophecy  were  seal'd. 

3  Quiet  as  a  weaned  child. 

Weaned  from  the  mother's  breast; 
By  no  subtlety  beguil'd, 
On  thy  faithful  word  I  rest. 

4  Saints  rejoicing  evermore. 

In  the  Lord  Jehovah  trust; 


PSALMS.  99f 

Him  in  all  his  ways  adore, 
Wise,  and  wonderful,  and  just. 

Psalm  CXXXII. 

PART  I.    7 9.  (C.  M,) 

1  Now  to  the  temple  of  our  God 

We  will  with  joy  repair; 
Low  at  the  footstool  of  his  prace 
Present  our  humble  pray'r. 

2  Arise,  0  Lord,  into  thy  rest. 

Thy  wonted  seat  possess; 
Thou  and  thy  ark  of  saving  strength. 
The  waiting  temple  bless. 

3  The  priests  who  at  thy  altars  wait 

In  righteousness  array; 
Inspire  our  souls  with  joyful  praise, 
And  hear  us  when  we  pray. 

PART  II.   11—18.  (L.  M.} 

1  To  David  thus  Jehovah  sware: 

Thy  children  shall  thy  throne  maintain; 
From  age  to  age  the  sceptre  bear. 
Till  on  that  throne  Messiah  reign. 

2  Zion  my  chosen  hill  of  old, 

My  rest,  my  dwelling,  my  delight. 
With  loving  kindness  I  uphold, 
Her  walls  are  ever  in  my  sight. 

3  I  satisfy  her  poor  with  bread; 
Her  tables  with  abundance  bless; 
Joy  in  her  sons  and  daughters  shed, 

And  clothe  her  priests  with  rigliteousness. 


94  PSALMS. 

4  There  David's  horn  shall  bud  and  bloom, 
The  branch  of  glory  and  renown; 
His  foes  my  vengeance  shall  consume. 
Him  with  eternal  years  I  crown. 

Psalm  CXXXIIL  (c.  m.) 

1  Hdw  vast  must  their  advantage  be. 
How  great  their  pleasure  prove. 
Who  live  like  brethren,  and  consent 
In  offices  of  love. 

^  True  love  is  like  that  precious  oil. 
Which,  pour'd  on  Aaron's  head. 
Ran  down  his  beard,  and  o'er  his  robes 
Its  costly  inoisture  shed. 

3  'Tis  like  refreshing  dew,  which  does 

On  Hermon's  top  distil; 
Or  like  the  early  drops,  that  fall 
On  Sion's  fruitful  hill. 

4  For  Sion  is  the  chosen  seat. 

Where  the  \l  mighty  King 
The  promis'd  blessing  has  ordain'd. 
And  life's  eternal  spring. 

Psalm  CXXXIIl.        Second  version,  (c.  m.) 

1  Sweet  is  the  love  that  mutual  glows 

Within  each  brother's  breast, 
And  binds  in  gentlest  bonds  each  heart. 
All  blessing  and  all  blest. 

2  Sweet  as  the  od'rous  balsam  pour'd 

On  Aaron's  sacred  head; 
Which  o'er  his  beard,  and  down  his  vest, 
A  breathing  fragrance  shed. 


PSALMS.  (j^ 

3  Like  morning  dews  on  Zion's  mount. 

That  spread  their  silver  rays. 
And  deck  with  gems  the  verdant  pomp 
Which  Hermon's  top  displays. 

4  To  such  the  Lord  of  life  and  love. 

His  blessing  shall  extend; 
On  earth,  a  lite  of  joy  and  peace — 
Then,  life  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

Psalm  CXXXIV.  (c.  m.) 

1  Bless  ye  the  Lord  with  solemn  rite, 

In  hymns  extol  his  name. 
Ye,  who  within  his  house  by  night 
Watch  round  the  altar's  flame. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  amid  the  place 

Where  burns  the  sacred  sign. 

And  pray  that  thus  Jehovah's  face 

O'er  all  the  earth  may  shine. 

3  From  Zion,  from  his  holy  hill. 

The  Lord,  our  Maker,"  send 
The  perfect  knowledge  of  his  will. 
Salvation  without  end. 

Psalm  CXXXVI.  1—9,  25,  26.  (V.  1) 

1  To  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat; 
To  him  due  praise  afford. 
As  good  as  he  is  great: 
For  God  doth  prove 
Our  constant  friend; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 


9^  PSALM&. 

2  To  him,  whose  wontlrous  pow'r 

All  other  gods  obey. 
Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
Your  grateful  homage  pay: 
For  God,  &c. 

3  At  his  supreme  command, 

Amazing  works  are  wrought; 
By  his  almighty  hand 

The  sky  with  glories  fraught: 
For  God,  &GC. 

4  He  spread  the  ocean  round 

About  the  spacious  land. 
And  bade  the  rising  ground 
Above  the  waters  stand: 
For  God,  &c. 

5  By  him  the  heavens  display 

Their  beauteous  hosts  of  light: 
The  sun  to  rule  by  day. 

The  moon  and  stars  by  night: 
For  God,  &c. 

6  His  hands  the  food  supply 

On  which  all  creatures  live: 
To  God,  who  reigns  on  high. 
Eternal  praises  give: 
For  God,  &0i 

Psalm  CXXXVII.  (l.  m.) 

1  By  Babel's  streams  we  sat  and  wept, 
For  Zion's  woes  our  hearts  did  rend: 
Our  harps,  in  tune  no  longer  kept. 
Upon  the  willows  we  suspend. 


PSALMS.  97 

2  For  there  our  foes  insult  us  still. 
And  taunting,  aggravate  our  wrongs: 
**  Captives,  display  your  boasted  skill; 
Come  sing  us  one  of  Zion's  songs." 

3  The  songs  of  Zion  are  the  Lord's, 
And  his  are  all  the  notes  we  raise; 
We  will  not  touch  the  tuneful  chords. 
Till  we  can  sound  them  in  his  praise. 

4  While  Zion  lies  in  ruin  still, 

Dare  we  her  dear  remembrance  leave? 
No,  first  these  hands  shall  lose  their  skill. 
These  tongues  shall  to  our  palates  cleave. 

5  Remember,  Lord,  how  Edom's  sons 
Proudly  contemn'd  us  in  our  woes, 
Triumph'd  o'er  Zion's  scatter'd  stones. 
And  urg'd  to  rage  her  cruel  foes. 

6  But  God  v/ill  Babylon  destroy; 

Her  righteous  doom  shall  none  retard; 
And  happy  he  who  sees  the  day 
When  she  shall  meet  her  due  reward. 

Psalm  CXXXIX. 

PART    L    1 6.  (l.   M.) 

1  Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 
My  rising  up  and  lying  down; 

My  secret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee; 
Known  long  before  conceiv'd  by  me. 

2  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  surveys. 
My  public  haunts  and  private  ways; 
Thou  know'st  the  words  I  mean  to  speak. 
Ere  from  my  op'ning  lips  they  break. 


98  PSALMS. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  How  awful  is  thy  searching  eye! 

Thy  knowledge,  O  how  deep,  how  high! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

PART  II.  7 — 12.  (cm.) 

1  From  thy  all-seeing  Spirit,  Lord, 

0  whither  can  I  flee? 

If  I  ascend  the  highest  heavens. 
The  heavens  are  full  of  thee. 

2  If  down  to  hell's  profoundest  depths 

My  hast'ning  feet  descend, 
Thy  piercin^*  eyes,  in  fiery  wrath, 
My  footsteps  there  attend. 

3  If  on  the  morning's  wing  upborne, 

1  seek  the  ocean's  bound. 

There,  swifter  than  the  morning  wing, 
Thy  guiding  hand  is  found. 

4  Or  if  to  shroud  me  from  thy  view, 

I  veil  myself  in  night. 
Thou,  to  whom  darkness  shines  as  day, 
Beholdest  me  in  light. 

5  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee: 
Oh!  may  I  ne'er  provoke  thee,  God, 
From  whom  I  cannot  flee. 


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PSALMS.  99 

PART  III.  17,  18,  23,  24.  (II.  3) 

1  How  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace! 
O  God,  to  me  how  great  the  sum! 
New  every  morn,  they  never  cease; 
They  were,  they  are,  and  yet  shall  come: 
In  number  and  iu  compass  more 
Than  ocean's  sand  or  ocean's  shore. 

Search  me,  O  God,  and  know  my  heart; 
Try  me;  my  secret  soul  survey; 
And  warn  thy  servant  to  depart        1 
From  every  false  and  evil  way: 
So  shall  thy  truth  my  guidance  be 
To  life  and  immortality. 

Psalm  CXLI.  2—5.  (l.  m.) 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incense  in  thine  house; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  sacrifice. 

Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  ev'ry  rash  and  heedless  word; 
Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

Oh  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray. 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand*ring  way; 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed. 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 

When  I  behold  them  prest  with  grief, 
ril  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief; 
And  by  my  wanii  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 


100  PSAEMS. 

Psalm  CXLIII. 

The  seventh  penitential:  for  ^shrwedmsday. 

PART  I.  1 6.  (l.  M.) 

i  0  Lord,  my  supplications  hear. 
Deign  to  incline  a  pitying  ear! 
According  to  thy  faithfulness 
Answer  with  all  thy  wonted  grace. 

2  Bid  me  not  at  thy  bar  appear 
The  sentence  of  thy  law  to  hear; 

For  who,  in  righteous  judgment  tried, 
"Who  living  shall  be  justified? 

3  Lord,  I  have  foes  without,  within, 
Satan,  the  world,  in-dwelling  sin; 
These,  these  my  fainting  soul  surround. 
And  smite  my  spirit  to  the  ground. 

4  The  comforts  of  thy  face  have  fled: 
I  dwell  in  darkness  as  the  dead; 
My  heart  lies  desolate  within. 

Broke  with  the  weight  of  grief  and  sin. 

5  Then  I  recall  the  happy  days. 
When  once  I  knew  and  felt  thy  grace; 
I  meditate  thy  works  of  old. 

The  wonders  by  thy  servants  told: 

6  Hoping  again,  I  stretch  my  hands, 
And  long  for  thee,  as  thirsty  lands — 
For  thou,  like  showers  of  genial  rain» 
Canst  sweetly  cheer  my  heart  again. 

partH.  r — 10.  (l.  j^.' 

1  Come,  Lord,  on  wings  of  mercy  fly; 
My  courage  fails  at  thy  delaf: 
Hide  not  thy  face;  my  soul  must  die. 
If  thou  withdraw  thy  blissful  rav. 


PSALMS.  101 

2  Speak  to  my  heart,  the  gloomy  night 
Shall  vanish  and  sweet  morning  rise: 
O  thou,  my  trust,  my  guide,  my  light, 
Show  me  the  path  where  duty  lies. 

3  All  my  desires  ascend  to  thee; 

0  save  me  from  my  numerous  foes; 
To  thy  kind  guardian  wing  I  flee 
For  safe  defence  and  sweet  repose. 

4  Teach  me  to  do  thy  sacred  will; 
Thou  art  my  God,  my  hope,  my  stay: 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  lead  me  still, 
And  point  the  safe,  the  upright  way. 

Psalm  CXLIV.  12—15.  (l.  m.) 

1  Our  sons,  0  Lord,  beneath  thy  care 
Grow  up,  like  plants,  erect  and  fair; 
Our  daughters  shall  like  pillars  rise. 
Where  royal  buildings  charm  the  eyes. 

2  Then  plenty  shall  our  stores  increase, 
Plenty  the  lovely  child  of  peace; 
The  fold  its  fleecy  wealth  shall  yield, 
And  pour  its  thousands  o'er  the  field, 

3  The  well  fed  ox  shall  then  afford 
His  cheerful  labours  to  his  lord; 
No  more  shall  cruel  plunder  reign, 
Nor  want  nor  misery  complain. 

4  O  happy  people,  favour'd  state, 
Whom  such  peculiar  blessings  wait; 
Happy,  who  on  the  Lord  depend, 

Their  God,  their  guardian,  and  their  friend. 


IQ2  PSALMS. 

Psalm  CXLV. 

PART    I.  1 4.  (O.  M.j 

1  My  God,  my  King,  to  thee  I'll  raise 

My  voice  and  all  my  powers; 
Unwearied  songs  of  sacred  praise 
Shall  fill  the  circling  hours. 

2  Thy  name  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue. 

While  suns  shall  set  and  rise, 
And  tune  my  everlasting  song, 
When  all  creation  dies. 

3  Great  is  the  Lord:  our  souls  adore^itj  j;j!§  i>Hi\ 

We  wonder  whilst  we  praise;        i.  ,,r  ..  , 
His  power  what  creature  can  explore, 
Or  equal  honours  raise? 

4  Yet  shall  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 

Our  noblest  songs  adorn; 
Thy  glorious  acts  we  will  record 

For  ages  yet  unborn.  .j^r 

PART  IL  8— n.  (c.  iiil. 

i  How  full  the  Lord's  compassions  flow! 
His  wrath,  how  slow  to  risel 
Swift  pardon  smiles  upon  his  brow. 
And  every  terror  dies. 

2  How  large  his  tender  mercies  are! 

How  wide  his  power  extends! 
On  his  beneficence  and  care 
The  universe  depends. 

3  Great  God,  whilst  nature  speaks  thy  praise- 

With  all  her  num'rous  tongues, 


PSALMS.  103 

Thy  saints  shall  tune  diviner  lays. 
And  love  inspire  their  songs. 

4  Thy  power  and  grandeur  they  shall  sing, 
The  glories  of  thy  reign; 
Thy  wondrous  deeds,  almighty  King, 
Shall  fill  the  raptur'd  strain. 

PART  III.  14—19.  (c.  M.) 

1  The  Lord  upholdeth  them  that  fall, 

And  makes  the  lowly  rise; 
On  his  kind  aid  all  creatures  call. 
And  get  their  full  supplies. 

2  Whate*er  their  various  wants  require 

With  plenteous  hand  he  gives: 
And  so  fulfils  the  just  desire 
Of  every  thing  that  lives. 

3  How  holy  is  the  Lord,  how  just. 

How  righteous  all  his  ways! 
How  nigh  to  him,  who  with  firm  trust 
For  his  assistance  prays. 

4  He  grants  the  full  desires  of  those 

Who  humbly  him  adore; 
And  all  their  troubles  will  compose. 
When  they  his  aid  implore. 

Psalm  CXLVl.  (IL  1.) 

1  I'll  praise  My  maker  with  my  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thojght,  and  being  last. 
Or  immortality  endures. 


104  PSALMS. 

S  Why  should  1  make  a  man  my  trust? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood: 
Their  breath  departs;  their  pomp  and  power. 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour; 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good, 

r>  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God,  who  built  the  sky. 

And  earth,  and  seas,  and  all  their  train: 
He  saves  the  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor; 
His  truth  forever  stands  secure. 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  The  Lord  gives  eye-sight  to  the  blind; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind. 

And  whispers  to  the  rjiourner  peace; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress. 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release; 

5  He  loves  his  saints;  he  knows  them  well; 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell; 

Thy  God,  O  Ziou,  ever  reigns: 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age 
In  this  exalted  work  engage — 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains'. 

Psalm  CXLVII. 

PART   I.  (l..  M.) 

The  verses  which  the  church  has  selected  for  than1{sgiving  datj. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord!  0  blissful  theme, 
To  sing  the  honours  of  his  name! 
'Tis  pleasure!  'tis  divine  delight! 
And  praise  is  lovely  in  his  sight. 


PSALMS.  X06 

2  His  Salem  now  the  Lord  restores; 
No  more  her  ruin  she  deplores; 
The  wand'ring  outcasts  all  return. 
And  Israel's  sons  no  longer  mourn. 

3  No  more  their  breaking  hearts  despair; 
He  binds  their  wounds  with  tend'rest  care; 
His  healing  hand  removes  their  pain. 
And  cheerful  comfort  smiles  again. 

4  He  veils  the  sky  with  treasur'd  show'rs. 
On  earth  the  plenteous  blessing  pours; 
The  mountains  smile  in  lovely  green. 
And  fairer  blooms  the  flow'ry  scene. 

5  His  bounteous  hand,  great  spring  of  good, 
Provides  the  brute  creation  food; 

He  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry; 
All  nature  lives  beneath  his  eye. 

G  Jerusalem  his  honours  raise; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  cbims  thy  praise; 
His  mighty  arm  defends  th}^  gates; 
His  blessing  on  thy  children  waits. 

7  Sweet  peace,  to  crown  the  happy  scene. 
O'er  thy  fair  border  smiles  serene; 
The  finest  wheat  luxuriant  grows. 
And  joyful  plenty  round  thee  flows. 

PART  II.     15-~20.  (l.  m.) 

1  Jehovah  speaks:  swift  from  the  skies. 
To  earth  the  sovereign  mandate  flies; 
Observant  nature  hears  his  word. 
And  V^ows  obedient  to  her  Lord. 

2  Now  thick  descending  flakes  of  snow, 
O'er  earth  a  fleecy  mantle  throw; 


106  PSALMS. 

And  glitt'ring  frost  o'er  all  the  plains. 
Binds  nature  fast  in  icy  chains. 

3  He  speaks:  the  ice  and  snow  obey, 
And  nature's  fetters  melt  away; 
Softly  the  vernal  breezes  blow, 
And  murm'ring  waters  gently  flow. 

4  But  nobler  works  his  grace  record^ 
To  Israel  he  reveals  his  word; 

To  Jacob's  happy  sons  alone. 

He  makes  his  sacred  precepts  known. 

5  Such  bliss  no  other  nation  shares; 
The  laws  of  heav'n  are  only  theirs; 
Ye  favor'd  tribes  your  voices  raise. 
And  bless  your  God  in  songs  of  praise. 

Psalm  CXLVHI. 

PART  I.  (III.  2) 

1  Begin  my  soul  th'  exalted  lay; 
Let  each  enraptur'd  thought  obey. 

And  praise  th'  Almighty  name; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise. 

To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 

3  Ye  fields  of  light,  celestial  plains, 
"Where  everlasting  beauty  reigns. 

Ye  scenes  divinely  fair; 
Your  Maker's  wondrous  power  proclaim; 
Tell  how  he  form'd  your  shining  frame. 

And  breath'd  the  fluid  air. 

S  Angels,  archangels  swell  the  sound. 
While  all  th'  adoring  thrones  around^ 


PSALMS.  |0«7 

His  boundless  glories  sing; 
Let  all  who  fill  the  realms  above. 
Awake  the  tuneful  soul  of  love. 

And  touch  the  sweetest  string, 

4  Join,  all  ye  stars,  the  vocal  choir: 
Thou,  dazzling  orb  of  liquid  fire, 

The  mighty  chorus  aid; 
And  soon  as  evening  veils  the  plain. 
Thou,  moon,  unite  thy  silver  strain. 

And  praise  him  in  the  shade. 

5  Thou  heav'n  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode; 
Ye  clouds  proclaim  your  maker  God, 

Who  call'd  the  world  from  night; 
«  Ye  shades  dispel" — the  eternal  said, 
At  once  th'  involving  darkness  tied. 

And  nature  sprung  to  light. 

PART   II.  (HI.   2) 

I  Let  every  element  rejoice: 
Ye  thunders,  burst  with  pealing  voice 

To  him  who  bids  you  roll: 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare. 
Each  whisp'ring  breeze  of  yielding  air. 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

"2  To  him  ye  graceful  cedars  bow; 
Ye  tow'ring  mountains  bending  low. 

Your  great  Creator  own; 
Ye  flocks,  that  haunt  the  humble  vale; 
Ye  insects,  fluttering  on  the  gale, 

Keep  up  the  general  song. 

}  Wake,  all  ye  feather'd  tribes  and  sing, 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring. 


JQ3  psalms; 

Hannonious  anthems  raise; 
To  him  who  shap'd  your  finer  mould, 
And  tipp'd  your  glitt'ring  win^s  witli  gold,   . 

And  tun'd  your  voice  to  praise. 
4  Let  man  by  nobler  passions  sway'd, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head, 

In  heav'nly  praise  employ; 
Spread  the  Creator's  fame  around. 
Till  heav'n's  broad  arch  rings  back  the  sound, 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

Psalm  CXLIX.  1—6.  (IV.  1) 

1  Prepare  a  new  song 

Jehovah  to  praise. 
Amidst  the  full  throng 

His  honours  to  raise. 
O  Israel  forever 

Thy  Maker  adore; 
Exult  in  thy  Saviour, 

Thy  King  evermore. 

;3  Encircling  his  throne 

With  sacred  delight. 
His  glories  alone. 

Your  praises  unite; 
Your  voices  combining, 

Touch  every  sweet  string. 
In  harmony  joining 

Jehovah  to  sing. 

5  His  people  have  found 
How  he  loveth  his  own; 
With  beauty  adorn 'd. 
The  meek  he  will  cro^vn; 


PSALMS.  109 

Exalted  in  glory, 

Ilis  servants  he'll  save — 
My  God,  they'll  adore  thee 

When  rais'd  from  the  grave. 

4  Ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 

As  round  him  ye  stand, 
The  two  edged  sword. 

His  word  in  your  hand; 
To  sound  his  high  praises. 

Your  voices  employ; 
To  triumph  he  raises. 

And  crowns  you  with  joy. 

Psalm  CL.  (III.  1) 

1  Praise,  0  praise  the  name  divine; 
Praise  it  at  the  hallo  w'd  shrine; 
Let  the  firmainent  on  high. 

To  its  Maker's  praise  reply. 

2  Every  tongue  and  every  chord, 
Praise  the  name  of  Jacob's  Lord; 
Let  his  acts  and  pow'r  supreme, 
Be  of  all  your  songs  the  theme. 

3  Be  the  harp  no  longer  mute; 
Sound  the  trumpet,  touch  the  lute; 
Wake  to  life  each  tuneful  string; 
Bring  the  pipe,  the  timbrel  bring. 

4  Let  the  organ  in  his  praise 
Learn  its  loudest  notes  to  raise; 
And  the  cymbal's  varying  sound. 
From  the  vaulted  roof  rebound. 

5  All  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 

In  his  praise  that  breath  employ; 
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no  PSALMS. 

And  in  one  great  chorus  join; 
Praise,  0  praise  the  name  divine. 

6  Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high; 
Praise  him  all  below  the  sky; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


END    OF    THE    PSALMS, 


PART  IL 


HYMNS. 

SUITED  TO  THE  FESTIVALS,  FASTS  AND  VARI- 
OUS OCCSAIONS  OP  PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

ADVENT. 

Hymn  1. 

1  From  Jesse's  root,  behold  a  branch  arise, 
Whose  sacred  flower  with  fragrance   fills   the 

skies: 
The  ethereal  spirit  o'er  its  leaves  shall  move. 
And  on  its  top  descends  the  mystic  dove. 

2  Peace  o'er  the  world  her  olive  branch  extends. 
And    wliite   rob'd   innocence  from  heav'n  de- 
scends; 

Fly  swift  the  years,  and  rise  th'  expected  morn! 
0   spring  to  light!  Auspicious  babe  be  born! 

3  See,  Nature  hastes  her  earliest  wreaths  to  bring. 
With  all  the  incense  of  the  breathing  spring: 
See  spicy  clouds  from  lowly  Sharon  rise, 

And  Carmel's  flowery  top  perfume  the  skies. 

4  Hark!  a  glad  voice  the  lonely  desert  cheers. 
Prepare  the  way!  thy  God,  thy  God  appears! 


1 12  ilYMNS. 

Thj  God,  thy  God! — the  vocal  hills  reply. 
The  rocks  proclaim  the  approaching  deity. 

5  Lo!  earth  receives  him  from  the  bending  skies>^ 
Sink  down  ye  mountains,  and  ye  vallies  rise^ 
With  heads  declined,  ye  cedars  homage  pay; 
Be  smooth  ye  rocks;  ye  rapid  floods  give  way. 

6  The  Saviour  comes,  by  ancient  bards  foretold: 
Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  and  all  ye  blind,  behold; 
The  dumb  shall  sing,  the  lame  his  crutch  forego. 
And  leap  exulting  like  the  bounding  roe. 

7  No  sigh,  no  murmur  the  wide  world  shall  hear; 
From  every  face  he  wipes  off  every  tear: 

In  adamantine  chains  shall  death  be  bound. 
And  hell's  fierce  tyrant  feel  th'  eternal  wound. 

Hymn  2,  (c.  m.) 

1  Hark!  the  glad  sound — the  Saviour  comes. 

The  Saviour  promis'd  long; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes  the  pris'ners  to  release 

In  Satan's  bondao;e  held: 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray. 
And  on  the  eyes  oppress'd  with  night 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes  to  bind  the  broken  heart. 

To  make  tlie  wounded  whole; 
To  preach  glad  tidily  s  to  the  meek. 
And  bless  the  humble  soul. 


HYMNS.  J 13 

5  Our  glad  Hosannahs,  Prince  of  peace. 
Thy  advent  shall  proclaim. 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Hymn  3.  (III.  2) 

1  Come  thou  long  expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free; 
From  our  sins  and  fears  release  us. 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

'2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art; 
Dear  desire  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

3  Born  thy  people  to  deliver; 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  king; 
Born  in  us  to  reign  forever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  spirit. 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone; 
By  thine  all  sufficient  merit. 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

Hymn  4.  (L.  m.) 

The  second  Mvent. 

1  The  Lord  shall  come — the  earth  shall  quakei 
The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake; 

And  with'ring  from  the  vault  of  night. 
The  stars  shall  pale  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  sliall  come — but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowliness  he  came; 

A  silent  Lamb  before  his  foes, 
A  weary  man,  and  full  of  woes. 
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J  ]  4  HYMNS. 

S  The  TiOrd  shall  come— a  dreadful  form, 
With  rainbow  wreath,  and  robes  of  storm: 
On  cherubs  borne  and  wings  of  wind. 
Appointed  Judjre  of  all  mankind. 

4  Can  this  be  he,  who  used  to  stray 
A  Pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway? 
Oppress'd  by  power  and  mock'd  by  pride. 
The  Niizarene — the  crucified? 

5  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call 
"Rocks  hide  us,  mountains  on  us  fall," 

The  saints  ascending  from  the  tomb. 
Shall  joyful  sing,  the  Lord  is  come. 

Hymn  5,  (III.  3) 

The  second  Mvent. 

1  Lo!  he  comes  with  clouds  descending. 

Once  for  favor'd  sinners  slain! 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train: 
Hallelujah, 
Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign. 

2  Hark!  his  merit  by  th'  harpers 

Through  th*  eternal  deep  resounds; 
See!  resplendent  shine  his  nail  prints; 

Every  eye  shall  see  his  wounds; 

They  who  pierc'd  him, 
Sliall  at  his  appearance  wail. 

3  Now  redemption  long  expected. 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear; 
All  his  saints  by  man  rejected, 

Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air: 
Hallelujah, 
See  the  son  of  God  appear. 


HYMNS.  II  *J 

4  Answer  thine  own  bride  and  spirit; 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom; 
ThKi  new  heavens  and  earth  t'  inherit, 

Take  thy  longing  children  home: 
All  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come. 

5  Yea,  amen,  let  all  adore  thee. 

High  on  thy  eternal  throne; 
Saviour  take  the  power  and  glory. 

Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thine  own: 
(}  come  quickly. 
Hallelujah — come.  Lord,  come. 

CHRISTMAS. 

Hymn  6.  (c.  m.) 

Luke  II. 

1  While  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by  night. 

All  seated  on  the  ground. 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down. 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"  To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

"  Is  born  of  David's  line, 
"  The  Saviour,  wlio  is  Christ  the  Lord; 
**  And  this  shall  be  the  sign: 

4  "  The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

"  To  human  view  display'd, 
"All  meanly  wrap'din  swathing  bands, 
"  And  in  a  manger  laid." 


II  g  HYMNS. 

5  Thus  spake  the  Seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God,  who  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song: 

6  *'  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
«  Good  will,  henceforth,  from  heav'n  to  men 
"  Begin  and  never  cease." 

Hymn  7.  (c.  M.j 

1  Good  will  to  sinful  dust  is  shown, 

And  peace  on  earth  is  given. 
For  lo!  th'  incarnate  Saviour  comes 
With  news  of  joy  from  heav'n. 

2  Mercy  and  truth,  with  sweet  accord, 

His  rising  beams  adorn; 
Let  heav'n  and  earth  in  concert  sing. 
The  promisM  child  is  born. 

3  Glory  to  God  in  highest  strains, 

By  highest  worlds  be  paid: 

Be  glory  then  by  us  proclaim'd. 

And  by  our  lives  display'd: 

4  Till  we  attain  those  blissful  realms 

Where  now  our  Saviour  reigns. 
To  rival  these  celestial  choirs 
In  their  immortal  strains. 

Hymn  8.  (HI.  1  j 

1  Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing, 
Glory  to  the  new  born  king; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconcil'd. 


HYMNS  117 

2  Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise; 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies; 
With  th'  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

3  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  ador'd — 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord — 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come. 
Offspring  of  a  virgin's  womb. 

4  Lol  he  lays  his  glories  by; 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

5  Hail,  the  heav'n  born  prince  of  peace! 
Hail,  the  sun  of  righteousness! 
Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings. 

6  Let  us  then  with  angels  sing. 
Glory  to  the  new  born  king; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconcil'd. 

Hymn  9.  (c.  m.; 

1  Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound! 

Glad  tidings  to  our  ears; 
A  sov'rei^n  balm  for  every  wonnd, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  sorrow  and  in  sin. 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine. 
And  see  a  heav'nly  day. 

3  Salvation,  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around; 


118  HYMNS. 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

Chorus  that  may  be  sung  at  the  end  of  each  verse. 
Glory,  honour,  praise  and  pow'r 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  forever! 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer, 
Hallelujah — praise  the  Lord. 

EPIPHANY. 
Hymn  10.  (HL  5) 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid! 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid! 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shining; 

Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining. 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion. 

Odours  of  Edom  and  offerings  divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest, and  gold  from  the  miner 

3  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation; 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favour  secure; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration; 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid! 
vStar  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning. 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid! 

Hymn  11.  (s.  m.) 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion'.s  hill: 


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Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for. 

And  sought  but  never  found. 

How  blessed  are  our  eyes. 

That  see  this  heavenly  light; 
The  saints  of  old  desir*d  it  long. 

But  died  without  the  sight. 

The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Hymn  12.  (III.  3] 

Day-spring  among  the  heathen. 

Christians,  see  the  orient  morning 

Break  along  the  heathen  sky; 
Lo!  th'  expected  day  is  dawning. 
Glorious  day  spring  from  on  high. 
Hallelujah! 
Hail  the  day  spring  from  on  highl 

Heathens  at  the  sight  are  singing; 

Morning  wakes  their  grateful  lays; 
Precious  off'rings  they  are  bringing. 

First  fruits  of  mature r  praise. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 

Zion's  sun,  salvation  beaming. 

Gilding  now  the  distant  hills. 
Rise  and  shine,  till  brighter  gleaming, 

All  the  world  thy  glory  fills. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 


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4  Then  the  vallies  and  the  mountains 

Breaking  forth  in  joj  shall  sing; 
Then  the  living  crystal  fountains 

From  the  thirsty  ground  shall  spring. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

5  While  the  wilderness  rejoices, 

Roses  shall  the  desert  cheer; 
Then  the  dumb  shall  tune  their  voices; 
Blind  shall  see,  the  deaf  shall  hear. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

6  Lord  of  every  tribe  and  nation, 

Spread  thy  truth  from  pole  to  pole; 
Speed  the  light  of  thy  salvation, 
Till  it  beam  on  every  soul. 
Hallelujah! 
Hail  the  day  spring  from  on  high! 

LENT. 

Hymn  IS.  (c.  m.) 

1  Amazing  scene!  Th'  incarnate  God 

By  Satan's  wiles  assailM;  *" 

Yet  spurn'd,  like  Sampson's  bands,  with  ease, 
The  strong  temptations  fail'd. 

2  And  whence,  O  Saviour,  say  from  whence, 

To  meet  the  trying  hour. 
Was  drawn  against  tk'  insidious  foe 
Thy  panoply  of  power? 

3  Didst  thou  in  all  the  Godhead  rise, 

And  call  down  heavenly  fire? 
Or  did  the  almighty  Father  send 
His  ministers  of  ire? 


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4  ^"o — By  the  words  of  holy  writ 
The  great  Redeemer  sped; 
Aw'd  by  the  force  of  sacred  truth, 
The  tempter  heard  and  fled. 

0  0  be  the  same  assisting  grace 

In  all  our  wants  supplied  1 
The  Holy  Spirit  strength  impart, 
The  holy  volume  guide. 

Hymn  14.  (c  m.) 

The  General  Conftssion. 

1  Almighty  Father,  God  of  grace. 

We  all,  like  sheep  astray. 
In  folly  from  thy  paths  have  turn'd 
Each  to  his  sinful  way. 

2  Sins  of  omission  and  of  act 

Through  all  our  lives  abound: 
Alas!  in  thought,  or  word  or  deed. 
No  health  in  us  is  found. 

3  O  spare  us,  Lord;  in  mercy  spare; 

Our  contrite  souls  restore, 
Through  him  who  suffer'd  on  the  cross, 
And  man-s  transgressions  bore. 

4  And  grant,  0  Father,  for  his  sake, 

That  we  through  all  our  days, 
A  just  and  godly  life  may  lead, 
To  thine  eternal  praise. 

Hymn  15.  (l-  m.) 

1  0  thou,  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry. 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  he. 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  raem'ry  from  thy  book; 
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^3  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin; 
Let  thy  good  spirit  n  e'er  depart, 
IS  or  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

S  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore. 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford; 
And  let  me  now  approach  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust. 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just: 
Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sov'reign  grace; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood. 
And  the  J*  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

8  Oh,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue! 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song; 

And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

Hymn  16.  (c.  m.) 

I  Alas!  what  hourly  dangers  rise. 
What  snares  beset  my  way; 
To  heav'n.  Oh  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 


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^  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 
And  melt  in  flowing  tears: 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears! 

3  O  gracious  God!  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  eflforts  aid; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid: 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside. 
My  God,  thy  pow'rful  aid  impart. 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

6  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

Hymn  17.  (l.  m.'^ 

1  My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee: 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove. 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  witli  earth,. 
And  thus  debase  my  heav'nly  birth? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  all  my  purest  joys  forego? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense; 
Thy  sov'reign  grace  can  draw  me  thence: 


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I  would  obey  the  voice  divine. 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone: 
In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 
My  God,  and  there  my  heaven  I  find. 

Hymn  18.  (III.  1 

Litany. 

1  Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee 
Low  we  bow  th'  adoring  knee; 
When  repentant  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes; 
Oh,  by  all  thy  pains  and  woe, 
Suffer'd  once  for  man  below. 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high. 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

2  By  thy  birth  and  early  years, 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears, 
By  thy  fasting  and  distress 

In  the  lonely  wilderness; 
By  thy  vict'ry  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  pow'r; 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

3  By  the  sympathy  that  wept 

O'er  the  grave  where  Laz'rus  slept. 
By  thy  bitter  tears  that  flow'd 
Over  Salem's  lost  abode; 
By  the  troubled  sigh  that  told 
Treason  lurk'd  within  the  fold: 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Hear  our  solemn  litanv. 


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4  By  thine  hour  of  dark  despair. 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer. 

By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn. 

By  thy  wounds,  thy  crown  of  thorn, 

By  thy  cross,  thy  pangs  and  cries, 

By  thy  perfect  sacrifice, 

Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye; 

Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

5  By  thy  deep  expiring  groan. 
By  the  seal'd  sepulchral  stone. 
By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
By  thy  power  from  death  to  save; 
Mighty  God,  ascended  Lord, 

To  thy  throne  in  heaven  restor'd. 
Prince  and  Saviour,  hear  the  cry 
Of  our  solemn  litany- 

H\MN  19.  (c.  M.) 

1  When  his  lost  sheep  the  shepherd  finds, 
He  calls  his  friends  around; 
"Rejoice  with  me,  my  friends,"  he  cries. 
"  My  wand'ring  sheep  is  tound." 

3  Far  more  exalted  joys  arise,  ^ 

When  a  lost  sinner  turns, 

And  in  the  anguish  of  his  soul. 

His  past  offences  mourns: 

5  Transports  of  unexpected  bliss 
Pervade  th'  angelic  choir; 
"  Another  wand'rer  found,"  they  sing, 
And  sweep  the  sounding  lyre. 

4  The  reconciled  Father  joys 

To  see  the  sinner  weep, 

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And  Jesus,  with  extended  arms, 
Welcomes  his  ransom'd  sheep. 

5  Lord,  we  like  sheep  have  gone  astray; 
Restore  us  to  thy  fold; 
And  there,  that  we  no  more  may  rove. 
Thy  helpless  wand'rers  hold. 

Hymn  20.  (c.  m. 

1  How  oft,  alas,  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wander'd  froni  the  Lord! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart. 
Forgetful  of  his  word! 

2  Yet  sov'reign  mercy  calls,  "  return;" 

My  God,  and  may  I  come? 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn; 

O  take  the  wand'rer  home.* 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive. 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove? 
And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wond'rous  love? 

4  Almighty  Grace,  thy  healing  pow'r 

How  glorious,  how  divine! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet. 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore: 
O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

Hymn  21,  (s.  m.) 

X  I  want  a  sober  mind; 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill: 


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A  soul  inur'd  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  gnef  and  loss; 
Ready  to  take  up  and  sustain 

The  consecrated  cross. 

2  I  want  a  godly  fear; 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  God  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fiy; 
A  spirit  still  prepared 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

3  I  want  a  heart  to  pray. 

To  pray,  and  never  cease; 
jSever  to  murmur  at  thy  way, 

Or  wish  my  suff'rings  less. 
This  blessing  above  all. 

Always  to  pray,  I  want; 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call. 

And  never,  never  faint. 

4  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmov'd  by  threat'ning  or  reward. 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name; 
A  jealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace.  " 

Hymn  22.  (c.  m.) 

Walking  with  God. 
1  Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame, 


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A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  (Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew,. 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  1  then  enjoy'dr 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still; 
But  now  I  feel  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill.)   • 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return. 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  make  thee  mourn, 
And  drive  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God; 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

THE  PASSION  WEEK. 

Hymn  23.  (c.  m.) 

1  Behold  the  mighty  Saviour  comes 
From  Edom's  hostile  plains; 
A  crimson  vesture  he  assumes. 
And  blood  his  raiment  stains. 

From  Bozrah  glorious  he  appears; 
His  robes  with  vict'ry  shine; 


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Complete  salvation,  lo,  he  wears. 
With  majesty  divine. 

3  Why  thus  array 'd,  mysterious  man. 

In  vests  of  purple  glow? 
Why  are  thy  garments  dy'd  with  streams    ~ 
That  from  the  vine  press  flow? 

4  «  The  wine  press  I  myself  have  trod, 

And  with  me  there  was  none; 
Your  strength  and  your  salvation  stood 
Complete  in  me  alone." 

Hymn  24.  (c.  m.) 

1  See  what  unbounded  zeal  and  love 

Inflam'd  the  Saviour's  breast, 
When  steadfast  tow'rds  Jerusalem 
His  urgent  way  he  press'd. 

2  Good  will  to  man,  and  zeal  for  God 

His  ev'ry  thought  engross; 
He  hastes  to  be  baptiz'd  with  blood; 
He  longs  to  reach  his  cross. 

3  With  all  his  su  if 'rings  full  in  view. 

And  woes  to  us  unknown. 
Forth  to  the  work  his  spirit  flew; 
Love  only  urged  him  on. 

4  Prepare  us.  Lord,  to  view  the  cross 

Where  all  our  griefs  were  borne; 
To  look  on  thee  whom  we  have  pierc'd; 
To  look  on  thee  and  mourn. 

Hymn  25.  (c.  m.) 

1  Listen,  my  soul,  while  Jesus  prays 
In  dark  Gethsemane: 
"  Father,  if  it  be  possible. 
Remove  this  cup  from  me?'' 


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2  What  must  have  been  the  bitter  draught 

Of  that  mysterious  cup! 
"  Nevertheless,  thy  will  be  done; 
Content,  I  drink  it  up." 

3  Then  on  the  cold  and  midnight  ground 

He  bows  his  sacred  face; 

Tortur'd  with  unknown  agony, 

More  earnestly  he  prays. 

4  Angels  support  his  sinking  frame; 

Blood  oozes  from  his  veins: 
My  wond'ring  soul,  hence  learn  the  weight 
Of  thy  Redeemer's  pains. 

Hymn  26.  (HI.  4.> 

1  Go  to  sad  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  pow'r; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour. 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away; 
Learn  from  him  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  See  him  in  the  judgment  hall, 

At  th'  unrighteous  bar  arraign'd; 
See  him  meekly  bearing  all — 

See  how  love  his  soul  sustained. 
Shun  not  suff'ring,  shame,  or  loss; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

Hymn  27.  (l.  m.) 

1  »Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night. 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes: 


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2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began. 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd  and  brake; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake! 

3  *'  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin; 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food:" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  v/ine; 
"  This  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood:" 

**Do  this,"  he  cried,  "till  time  shall  em\: 
Meet  at  my  table  and  record 
The  kindness  of  your  dying  friend; 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

GOOD  FRIDAY. 

Hymn  28.  ^c.  m. 

1  From  whence  these  direful  omens  round. 

Which  heaven  and  earth  amaze? 
Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  ground? 
Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays? 

2  Well  may  the  earth  astonish'd  shake, 

And  nature  sympathize: 
The  sun,  as  darkest  night  be  black; 
The  great  Redeemer  dies! 

3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree 

His  all -atoning  blood! 
Is  this  Immanuel? — Even  he; — 
My  Saviour  and  my  God! 

4  For  me  these  pangs  his  soul  assail: 

For  me  this  death  is  borne: 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail. 
And  pointed  ev'ry  thorn. 


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5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave; 
Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain: 
Oh,  save  me,  whom  thou  cam'st  to  save. 
Nor  bleed,  nor  die  in  vain. 

Hymn  29.  (IIL  S,) 

1  Hark,  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
See  the  rocks  are  rent  asunder; 

Darkness  veils  the  mid-da^  sky. 

"  It  is  finish'd," 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  0  what  joy  to  helpless  sinners 

These  triumphant  words  afford! 
Heavenly  blessings  without  number 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

"  It  is  finish'd—" 
Saints  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs; 

Strike  them  to  Immanuel's  name: 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heav'n 

Join  the  triumph  to  proclaim. 

« It  is  finish'd;" 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

Hymn  30.  (t.  m.^ 

1  When  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross,  ' 
On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 
Save  in  the  cross  of  Christ,  my  God: 


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Forbid  all  other  hope  or  trust. 
But  the  atonement  of  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down: 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  tribute  far  too  small; 
liOve  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
Demands  my  life,  my  soul,  my  all. 

Hymn  31.  (l.  m.) 

1  No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more, 
Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done: 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before. 
To  trust  +he  merits  of  thy  Son. 

£  Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame. 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 
All  things  but  loss,  for  Jesus'  sake; 
O  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him. 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands, 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

Hymn  32.  (l.  m.) 

Prayer  for  the  Jews. 
1  Disown'd  of  Heav'n,  by  man  opprest. 
Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallow'd  ground j 
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Wherefore  should  Israel's  sons  once  blest. 
Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around? 

2  Lord,  visit  thy  forsaken  race; 
Back  to  thy  fold  the  wandVers  bring; 
Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
And  hail  in  Christ  their  promis'd  king. 

3  The  veil  of  darkness  rend  in  twain, 
Which  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light: 
The  sever'd  olive  branch  again, 

Firm  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 

4  W^hile  Judah  views  his  birthright  gone. 
With  contrite  shame  his  bosom  move. 
The  Saviour  he  denied  to  own, 

The  Lord  he  crucified  to  love. 

5  Hail  glorious  day,  expected  long! 

When  Jew  and  Greek  one  pray'rsliall  pour; 
With  eager  feet,  one  temple  throng, 
With  grateful  praise,  one  God  adore. 

EASTER. 

Hymn  33.  (c.  m,) 

1  Since  Christ  our  passover  is  slain 

A  sacrifice  for  all. 
Let  all  with  thankful  hearts  agre^ 
To  keep  the  festival. 

2  Not  with  the  leaven  as  of  old. 

Of  sin  and  malice  fed; 
But  with  unfeign'd  sincerity. 
And  truth's  unleaven'd  bread. 

3  Christ  being  rais'd  by  power  divine, 

And  rescu'd  from  the  grave, 


HYMNS.  1§5 

Shall  die  no  more;  death  shall  on  him 
No  more  dominion  have. 

4  For  that  he  died,  'twas  for  our  sins, 

He  once  vouchsat'd  to  die; 
But  that  he  lives,  he  lives  to  God 
For  all  eternity. 

5  So  count  yourselves  as  dead  to  sin. 

But  graciously  restor'd. 
And  made  henceforth  alive  to  God, 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 

Hymn  34.  (HI.  1) 

1  Angels  roll  the  stone  away; 
Death  yields  up  his  mighty  prey; 
See!  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  in  immortal  bloom. 

'2  'Tisthe  Saviour!  mortals  raise 
All  your  loudest  songs  of  praise; 
Hail  the  Son  of  God,  this  morn, 
From  his  sepulchre  new  born. 

3  Heav'n  unfolds  her  portals  wide; 
Glorious  hero  through  them  ride; 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne; 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 

4  Gabriel  strike  thy  deepest  lyre; 
Sweep  your  strings  immortal  choir; 
Earth  and  Heaven,  all  join  to  tell, 
"Jesus  reigns  o'er  death  and  hell." 

Hymn  35.  (III.  1> 

I  Christ  the  Lord  is  ris'n  to  day. 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say; 


136  HYMNS. 

Raise  yourjoys  and  triumphs  high; 
Sing  ye  heav'ns,  and  earth  reply, 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won; 
Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 

V  Now  he's  veil'd  in  blood  no  more. 

5  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  Hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise; 
Christ  hath  open'd  Paradise. 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King — 

**  Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting?*' 

Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save — 

"  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave?" 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led. 
Following  our  exalted  head; 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise. 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

Hymn  36.  (o.  m.) 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray; 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

%  0  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom; 
O  what  a  sun,  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb. 

3  The  pow'rs  of  darkness  leagued  in  vaift 

To  bind  our  Lord  in  death; 
He  shook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell. 
B  y  his  expiring  breath. 


HYMNS.  137 

4  A.nd  now  his  conqu'ring  chariot  wheels 

Ascend  the  lofty  skies; 
Broken  beneath  his  pow'rful  cross. 
Death's  iron  sceptre  lies. 

5  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid 

And  ioud  hosannahs  sung; 
Let  gla'lness  swell  in  every  heart 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

5  Ten  thousand  difF'ring  lips  shall  join 
To  hail  this  happy  morn. 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
On  nations  yet  unborn. 

Hymn  37.  (c  m.) 

ChriWs  Victory  over  Satan. 

1  Hosannah  to  our  conqu'ring  King! 

The  prince  of  darkness  flies, 
His  troops  rush  headlong  down  to  hell. 
Like  lightning  from  the  skies. 

2  There,  bound  in  chains,  the  lions  roar. 

And  fright  the  rescued  sheep; 
But  heavy  bars  confine  their  pow'r 
And  malice  to  the  deep. 

3  Hosannah  to  our  conqu'ring  King! 

All  hail  incarnate  love! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 

4  Thy  vict'ries  and  thy  deathless  fame 

through  the  wide  world  shall  run. 
And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumphs  thou  hast  won. 
N   2 


133  HYMNS 

Hymn  38.  (o.  m.) 

Job.  XX.  26,  27. 

1  Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just. 

And  nature  must  decay; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust. 
To  dwell  with  kindred  clay. 

2  But  faith  can  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs; 
"  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives," 
My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin. 

And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh; 
When  he  shall  build  my  bones  again. 
He'll  cloth  them  all  afresh. 

4  Then  I  shall  see  thy  glorious  face. 

With  strong  immortal  eyes. 
And  feast  upon  thine  unknown  grace, 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 

Hymn  39.  (c.  m.) 

1  Lo!  I  behold  the  scatter'd  shades; 

The  dawn  of  Heaven  appears; 

The  Resurrection  morning  spreads 

Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

2  I  hear  the  voice,  "ye  dead  arise," 

And  lo!  the  graves  obey; 
And  waking  saints  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  the  expected  day. 

3  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing, 

Rise  to  the  midway  air; 
In  shining  garments  meet  the  King, 
And  bow  before  him  there. 


HYMN&.  139 

4  O  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 
Among  them  cloth'd  in  white; 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand. 
Is  infinite  delight. 

ASCENSION. 
Hymn  40.  (i-  M.) 

1  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead; 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high; 
The  pow'rs  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chaunt  the  solemn  lay; 

«  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heav'nly  gates; 
"  Ye  everiasting  doors,  give  way." 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light. 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  «  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who?" 
The  Lord  that  all  his  foes  overcame; 
The  worid,  sin,  death  and  hell  o'erthrew. 
And  Jesus  is  the  conqu'ror's  name. 

5  Lo!  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chaunt  the  solemn  lay, 

«'  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
*'  Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way." 

6  "Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who?" 
The  Lord  of  boundless  power  possest. 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too— 
God  over  all,  forever  blest! 


140  HYMNS. 

Hymn  41.  (o.  m.; 

The  glory  of  Christ  in  heawn. 

1  Othe  delights,  the  heav'nlj  joys, 

The  glories  of  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace. 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 

Sit  smiling  on  his  brow, 
And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above. 
At  humble  distance  bow. 

3  Princes  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  briojht  sceptres  down; 
Dominions,  thrones  and  powers  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  t.ie  crown. 

4  Angels  resound  his  lofty  praise 

From  each  celestial  seat, 
And  lay  their  highest  honours  down. 
Submissive  at  his  feet, 

5  This  is  the  man,  th'  exalted  man. 

Whom  we  unseen  adore; 
And  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face. 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

Hymn  42.  (c.  m.) 

v"  We  see  Jesus  croioned  ivith  glory  and  honour.''^    Heb.  ii,  S 
I  All  hail  the  great  Immanuel's  name; 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  torth  the  royal  diadem, 
dud  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

S  Ye  saints  who  now  in  glory  shine. 
And  triumph  o'er  the  fall; 


HYMNS.  J4J 

Four  forth  your  melodies  divine, 
Jind  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

.3  Hail  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
Jlnd  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David  I^ord  did  call; 
The  God  incarnate,  man  divine, 
%And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Ye  realms,  of  every  tongue  and  name 

On  this  terrestrial  ball; 
In  every  language  sound  his  fame, 
»Snd  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall; 
Join  in  the  everlasting  song, 
Jind  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Hymn  43.  (l.  m.) 

Rom.  viii,  33. 

1  Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 
'Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls; 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream. 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell? 
'Tis  Christ  that  suflfer'd  in  their  stead; 
And  their  salvation  to  fulfil. 
Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives,  he  reigns,  and  sits  above. 
Forever  interceding  there: 


142  HYMNS. 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love. 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair? 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress? 
Famine  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 

He  that  hath  loved  us  bears  us  throughj, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  toos 

5  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do. 
Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below. 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Jesus'  love. 

WHITSUNDAYc 
Hymn  44.  (c.  m.) 

1  Come  Holy  Ghost,  Creator  come; 

Inspire  these  souls  of  thine; 
Till  every  heart  which  thou  hast  made. 
Be  fiU'd  with  grace  divine. 

2  Thou  art  the  comforter,  the  gift 

Of  God  and  fire  of  love; 

The  everlasting  spring  of  joy. 

And  unction  from  above. 

3  Thy  gifts  are  manifold,  thou  writ*st 

God's  law  in  each  true  heart; 

The  promise  of  the  father,  thou 

Dost  heav'nly  speech  impart. 

4  Enlighten  our  dark  souls  till  they 

Thy  sacred  love  embrace; 
Assist  our  minds  by  nature  frail. 
With  thy  celestial  grace. 

5  Drive  far  from  us  the  mortal  foe- 

And  give  us  peace  within; 


HYMNS.  143 

That  by  thy  guidance  blest  we  may 
Escape  the  snares  of  sin. 

6  Teach  us  the  Father  to  confess. 
And  Son,  from  death  reviv'd, 
And  thee  with  both,  O  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  art  from  both  deriv'd. 

Hymn  45.  (c.  m,) 

i  O  thou,  who  once  in  fiery  tongues, 
Cam'st  down  in  open  view; 
Come  visit  every  heart  that  longs 
To  entertain  thee  too. 

'2  And  though  not  like  a  mighty  wind, 
Nor  with  a  rushing  noise; 
May  we  thy  calmer  comforts  find. 
And  hear  thy  still  small  voice. 

'i  Not  for  the  gift  of  tongues  we  pray. 

Nor  power  the  sick  to  heal; 

Give  wisdom  to  direct  our  way. 

And  strength  to  do  thy  will. 

4  We  pray  to  be  renew'd  within. 

And  recoDcil'd  to  God; 
To  have  our  conscience  wash'd  from  sin. 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood. 

5  We  pray  to  have  our  faith  increas'd; 

And,  O  celestial  dove! 
We  pray  to  be  completely  blest, 
With  that  rich  blessing  love. 

Hymn  46.  (c.  m.) 

1  Come  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove! 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs; 


]44  HYMNS. 

Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love. 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Ford  of  these  earthly  toys; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 
Hosannahs  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  dove! 

With  all  thy  quickening  pow-rs; 
Come  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours! 

Hymn  47.  (c.  m.> 

1  How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  its  load; 
The  heart  unchang'd  c(in  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind. 

In  paths  of  ruin  stray; 
Reason  debas'd  can  never  find 
The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 

3  Can  aught  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'Tis  thine,  O  Holy  Spirit,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

4  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall. 

And  upwards  bid  them  rise; 
And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 


HYMNS-  J45 

5  To  chase  tlie  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live, 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine; 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  pow'rs. 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

TRINITY  SUNDAY. 

Hymn  48.  (c,  m.) 

i   Hail,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord, 
Be  endless  praise  to  thee; 
Supreme,  essential  One,  ador'd 
In  co-eternal  Thr^e. 

2  One  undivided  Trinity, 

With  triumph  we  proclaim; 
The  universe  is  full  of  thee. 
And  speaks  thy  glorious  name. 

^3  Thee,  Holy  Fathei',  we  confess^ 
Thee,  Holy  Son,  adore; 
Thee,  Spirit  of  all  holiness. 
We  worship  evermore. 

.4  Hail,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord, 
Be  endless  praise  to  thee; 
Supreme,  essential  One,  ador'd 
In  co-eternal  Three; 

Hymn  49.  (l.  m.) 

From,  the  Litany, 

I  Father  of  Heaven!  whose  love  profound^ 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found; 
o 


]46  HYMNS. 

Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

£  Almighty  Son,  incarnate  Word, 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord; 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 

■S  Eternal  Spirit,  by  whose  breath. 
The  soul  is  rais'd  from  sin  and  death; 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  thy  quick'ning  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah!  Father,  Spirit,  Son; 
Mysterious  Godhead!  three  in  one! 
Before  thy  tlirone  we  sinners  bend; 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend. 

THE  LORD'S  DAY. 

Hymn  50.  (l. 

1  And  now  another  week  has  run. 
Another  Lord's  day  has  begun. 
Return  my  soul,  enjoy  the  rest; 
Improve  the  hours  thy  God  hath  blest. 

2  Come  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  weary  minds; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heav'n. 

And  gives  this  day  the  f:3od  of  sev*n. 

3  This  day  may  our  devotions  rise. 
As  o:rateful  incense,  to  the  skies; 
And  heav'n  that  sweet  repose  bestow. 
Which  none  but  they  who  feel  it  know 

4  This  peaceful  calm  within  the  breast. 
Is  the  sure  pledge  of  heav'niy  rest. 


HYiMNS.  1^7 

Wiiich  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

i  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away: 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  "to  spend. 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  sliall  end. 

Hymn  51.  (l.  m.) 

1  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above; 

To  that  our  ardent  souls  aspire 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress. 

Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  that  place; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs. 
Resounding  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon, 

4  O  long  expected  day  begin! 

Dawn  on  this  world  of  woe  and  sin; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road. 
And  sleep  in  death  to  rest  with  God. 

Hymn  52.  (V.  1) 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  awake. 

And  hail  this  sacred  day; 

In  loftiest  songs  of  praise. 

Your  joyful  homage  pay. 
Come  bless  th  :  aay  mat  God  hath  blest. 
The  type  of  Hcav'n's  eternal  rest. 


148  HYMN» 

\2  On  this  auspicious  morn. 

The  Lord  of  life  arose; 

He  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquish'd  all  our  foes. 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  aboi?*,. 
And  reaps  the  fruits  of  all  his  love. 

^  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord! 

Heav'n  with  hosannahs  rings; 

And  earth  in  humbler  strains. 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings. 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign* 

4  Great  king,  gird  on  thy  sword; 

Ascend  thy  conqu'ring  car; 

While  justice,  power,  and  love. 

Maintain  thy  glorious  war. 
This  day  let  sinners  own  thy  sway. 
And  rebels  cast  their  arms  away. 

Hymn  53.  (V.  1) 

Fw  God^s  blessing  in  the  sanctuary* 

1  In  loud  exalted  strains. 

The  king  of  glory  praise; 

O'er  heav'n  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days. 
But  Zion  with  his  presence  blest, 
Is  his  delight,  his  chosen  rest. 

2  0  King  of  glory!  come. 

And  with  thy  favour  crown 

This  temple  as  thy  dome, 

This  people  as  thy  own. 
Beneath  this  roof  vouchsafe  to  show. 
How  Ood  can  dwell  with  men  below. 


HYMNS.  1^9 

3  Now  let  thine  ear  attend 
Our  supplicatino;  cries; 
Now  let  our  praise  ascend. 
Accepted  to  the  skies. 

Now  let  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound. 
Spread  its  celestial  intiuence  round. 

4  Here  may  the  list'ning  throng. 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song. 
Of  Seraphim  above. 

Till  all  who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
Rejoice  in  thine  abounding  grace. 
For  more  Lord's  day  Hymns,  see  those  for  family  and  private 
worship. 

BAPTISM. 

Hymn  54.  (c.  bk 

Of  Infants. 
1  See,  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stands, 
With  all  engaging  charms; 
Hark!  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

rl  "Permit  them  to  approach"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these. 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  I^ord,  with  thankful  hearts. 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine. 
Thine  may  our  oflfspangbe. 

Hymn  55.  (II.  3.) 

For  the  same' 
X  Captain  of  our  salvation  take 
The  souls  we  here  present  to  thee, 
o  2 


j50  HYMNS. 

And  fit  for  thy  great  service  make 
These  heirs  of  immortality: 
O  let  them  in  thine  image  rise; 
Transplant  them  then  to  paradise. 

2  Unspotted  from  the  world  and  pure. 
Preserve  them  for  thy  sacred  cause; 
Accustom'd  daily  to  endure 

The  welcome  burden  of  thy  cross; 
Patient  mid  every  toil  and  pain. 
Till  all  thy  perfect  mind  they  gain. 

3  Our  sons  henceforth  be  wholly  thine. 
And  serve  and  love  thee  all  their  days; 
Infuse  the  principle  divine, 

In  all  who  here  expect  thy  grace: 
Let  each  improve  the  grace  bestow'd; 
Rise  every  child  a  man  of  God. 

Hymn  56.  (c.  m."^ 

For  the  same. 

1  The  mystic  water  sanct'fy. 

By  thine  effective  word; 
And  make  the  child  belov'd  by  us, 
Belov'd  by  thee,  O  Lord. 

2  Descend  thine  ordinance  to  bless; 

Descend  celestial  dove; 

The  earthly  nature  renovate; 

Inscribe  thy  law  of  love. 

3  Releas'd  from  sin  and  sanctified, 

By  the  Redeemer's  blood; 
May  his  maturer  life  attest. 
The  cov'nant  made  with  God, 


HYMNS  151 

Hymn  57,  (c.  m.) 

»^dult  Baptism. 

1  «'  Proclaim"  said  Christ,  "  my  father's  grace. 

To  all   the  sons  of  men; 
He  who  believes  and  is  baptis'd. 
Salvation  shall  obtain." 

2  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those. 

Who  trusting  in  his  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declar'd. 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

3  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  go  on. 

And  run  the  christian  race; 
In  every  trouble  of  the  way. 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

4  x\nd  when  the  awful  message  comes. 

To  call  their  souls  away; 
May  they  be  found  prepared  to  live. 
In  realms  of  endless  day. 

CORFIRMATION. 

Hymn  58.  (l.  m.) 

1  O  happy  day  that  stays  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice. 
And  tell  thy  goodness  all  abroad. 

2  O  happy  bond!  that  seals  my  vows, 
To  him  who  merits  all  my  love; 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house. 
While  to  his  sacred  throne  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done; 
Deign  gracious  Lord  to  make  me  thine; 


15^  HYMNS. 

Help  me,  through  grace,  to  follow  on. 
Glad  to  confess  thy  voice  divine. 

4  Here  rest  mj  oft  divided  heart, 
Fix'd  on  thy  God,  thy  Saviour,  rest; 
Who  with  the  world  would  grieve  to  part. 
When  call'd  on  angels'  food  to  feast. 

5  High  heaven  that  heard  the  solemn  vow.. 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

x\nd  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

Hymn  59.  (c  m.} 

1  Youth,  when  devoted  to  the  Lord, 

Is  pleasing  in  his  eyes; 
A  flow'r  though  oifer'id  in  the  bad. 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

2  'Tis  easier  work  if  we  begin. 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes; 
While  sinners,  who  grow  old  in  sin. 
Are  hardened  by  their  crimes. 

3  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares. 

To  mind  religion  young; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  foll'wing  years. 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

4  To  thee.  Almighty  God,  to  thee. 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign; 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see. 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

Hymn  60.  (l.  m.) 

1  My  God.  and  is  thy  table  spread. 
And  does  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflowr 


HYMNS.  15JJ 

Thither  be  all  thy  children  lead, 

And  let  them  thy  sweet  mercies  know. 

2  Hail  sacred  feast  which  Jesus  makes! 
Rich  banquet  of  his  flesh  and  blood; 
Thrice  happy  he  who  here  partakes 
That  sacred  stream,  that  heav'niy  food. 

3  Why  are  its  bounties  all  in  vain, 
Before  unwilling  hearts  display'd? 
Was  not  for  you  the  victim  slain? 
Are  you  forbid  the  children's  bread? 

4  O  let  thy  table  honor'd  be. 

And  furnish*d  well  with  joyful  guests; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see. 
That  here  its  holy  pledges  tastes. 

5  Drawn  by  thy  quickning  grace  O  Lord^ 
In  countless  numbers  let  them  come. 
And  gather  from  their  father's  board, 
The  bread  that  lives  beyond  the  tomb. 

6  Nor  let  thy  spreading  gospel  rest. 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  ruu; 
Till  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest. 
Who  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

Hymn  61.  (c.  m.) 

1  And  are  we  now  brought  near  to-God, 
Who  once  at  distance  stood? 
And  to  effect  this  glorious  change. 
Did  Jesus  shed  his  blood? 

S  O  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise. 
To  bear  our  souls  above! 
What  should  allay  our  lively  hope, 
Or  damp  our  flaming  love. 


154 


HYMNS. 


3  Then  let  us  join  the  heav'nly  choir, 

To  praise  our  heav'nly  king; 
O  may  that  love  which  spread  this  board. 
Inspire  us  while  we  sing; 

4  "  Glory  to  God  in  highest  strains. 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
Good  w  ill  from  heav'n  to  men  is  come. 
And  let  it  never  cease." 

Hymn  62.  (o.  m  ., 

Rev.  V,  12,  &c. 

1  Thou  God,  all  glory,  honor,  pow'r, 

Art  worthy  to  receive; 
Since  all  things  by  thy  pow'r  were  made, 
And  by  thy  bounty  live. 

2  And  worthy  is  the  Lamb,  all  pow'r. 

Honor  and  wealth  to  gain; 
Glory  and  strength,  who  for  our  sins 

A  sacrifice  was  slain. 
8  All  worthy  thou  who  hast  redeem'd, 

And  ransom'd  us  to  God; 
From  every  nation,  every  coast. 

By  thy  most  precious  blood. 

4  Blessing,  and  honor,  glory,  pow'r. 
By  all  in  earth  and  heav'n; 
To  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 
And  to  the  Lamb  be  given. 

Hymn  63.  (l.  m.^ 

1  To  Jesus  our  exalted  Lord, 
That  name  in  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd, 


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Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

3  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know. 
Are  weak  and  languishing  and  low; 
Far,  far  above  our  mortal  songs, 

The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

S  Yet  whilst  around  his  board  we  meet. 
And  worship  at  his  sacred  feet; 
0  let  our  warm  affections  move 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love- 

4  Saviour,  we  love  and  we  adore, 

But  long  to  know  and  love  thee  more; 
And  whilst  we  taste  the  bread  and  wine. 
Desire  to  feed  on  joys  divine. 

Hymn  64.  (c.  m.) 

Gloria  in  excelsis, 

1  To  God  be  glory,  peace  on  eartii. 

Good  will  to  mortals  shown: 
We  praise,  we  bless,  we  glorify, 
We  worship  thee  alone- 

2  We  thank  thee  for  thy  glorious  grace, 

That  fills  our  souls  with  light; 
Lord  God,  the  King  of  Heav'n,  the  God, 
The  Father  of  all  might. 

3  And  thou,  beloved  Son  of  God, 

Who  tak'st  our  sins  away; 
Have  mercy,  O  thou  Lamb  of  God, 
And  hear  us  when  we  pray. 

%  Thou  who  dost  sit  at  God's  right  hand. 
Upon  the  Father's  throne; 


156  HYMNS. 

Have  mercy,  mercy  on  us,  Lord, 
Who  art  the  holy  one. 

5  Thou  with  the  Holy  Ghost,  0  Christ, 
Whom  heav'n  and  earth  adore; 
High  in  the  Father's  glory  art, 
Most  high  for  evermore. 

CONSECRATION  OF  A  CHURCH. 

Hymn  65,  (l.  m.) 

i  And  wilt  thou,  0  Eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  thine  abode? 
Then  look  propitious  from  thy  throne, 
And  take  this  temple  for  thine  own. 

€  These  walls  we  to  thine  lionour  raisef 
Long  may  they  echo  in  thy  praise; 
And  thou  descending  fill  the  place. 
With  the  rich  tokens  of  thy  grace.  >   " 

3  Here  may  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends. 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  last  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear. 
Thousands  were  born  for  glory  here. 

Hymn  66.  (c,  m.) 

i  Arise,  O  king  of  Grace,  arise, 
And  enter  to  thy  rest; 
Lo!  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blest. 


HYMNS. 

2  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  spirit  and  thy  word; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

3  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows; 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread; 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house. 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

4  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign; 

Let  God's  anointed  shine; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  pow'r  divine. 

ORDINATION, 

HyxMn  67.  (l.  m.) 

St.  Matt.  Chap.  x. 

1  Go  forth,  ye  Heralds,  in  my  name; 
Sweetly  the  gospel  trumpet  sound; 
The  glorious  Jubilee  proclaim. 
Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 

2  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies; 
With  care  bind  up  the  broken  heart. 
And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 

3  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  ye  go. 
But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove; 

And  let  your  heav'n-taught  conduct  show 
That  you're  commission'd  from  above. 

4  Freely  from  me  ye  have  received; 
Freely,  in  love,  to  others  give; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believ'd, 
And  by  your  labours  sinners  live. 

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158  HYivms. 

Hymn  68.  (i..  m.) 

1  The  Saviour,  when  to  heav'n  he  rose. 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scattered  his  gifts  on  men  below. 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

2  Hence  sprang  the  Jipostle^s  honor'd  name. 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame; 

Hence  dictates  the  Prophetic  sage, 
And  hence  the  evangelic  page. 

3  In  lower  forms  to  bless  our  eyes. 
Pastors  from  hence  and  teachers  rise; 
Who,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  shine. 
Still  mark  a  long  extended  line. 

4  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 
Through  all  the  courses  of  the  sun; 
Whilst  unborn  churches  by  their  care. 
Shall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 

5  Head  of  the  Church!  their  hearts  shall  know 
The  spring  whence  all  their  blessings  flow; 
Pastors  and  people  shout  thy  praise. 
Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

THANKSGIVING  DAY. 

Hymn  69.  (HI.  I) 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise. 
For  the  love  that  crowns  ou  r  days; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy. 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  All  the  blessings  of  the  fields. 
All  the  stores  the  garden  yields, 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripen'd  grain. 


tfVMNS.  1 5g 

Clouds  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  dews, 
Suns  that  genial  warmth  diffuse. 
All  the  plenty  summer  pours, 
Autumn's  rich  o'erflowing  stores, 

These  to  thae  our  God  we  owe. 
Source  v/hence  all  our  blessings  flow; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

>  Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  rip'ning  ear; 
Though  the  sick'ning  flock  should  fi^ll. 
And  the  herd  desert  the  stall; 

5  Should  thy  alter'd  hand  restrain 
Th'  early  and  the  latter  rain; 
Blast  each  op'ning  bud  of  joy. 
And  the  rising  year  destroy; 

7  Still  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise; 
And  when  every  blessing's  flown. 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

Hymn  70.  (HI.  2) 

1  Praise  to  thee,  tliou  great  Creator! 

Praise  be  thine  from  every  tongue; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  Father!  Source  of  all  compassion! 

Pure,  unbounded  grace  is  thine; 
Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation! 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 

3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  givei\, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 


150  HYMNS. 

Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven> 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him. 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise; 
There  enraptur'd  fall  before  him. 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

Hymn  71.  (IL  2) 

1  My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise; 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below! 
It  streams  from  thy  eternal  throne; 
Through  heav'n  its  joys  forever  run> 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'Tis  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne. 

Their  genial  drops  distil; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows; 
It  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows. 

And  glides  m  ev'ry  rill. 

3  It  robes  in  cheerful  green  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  flow'ry  beauties  round, 

Whose  sweets  perfume  the  gale; 
Its  bounties  richly  spread  the  plain. 
The  blushing  fruit,  the  golden  grain. 

And  smile  on  every  vale. 

4  Then  let  the  love  which  makes  me  blest. 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast. 

And  ardent  gratitude; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend. 
To  thee  my  Father  and  my  friend. 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 


HYMNS.  1(^1 

FAST  DAY. 
Hymn  72.  (III.  2) 

Dread  Jehovah!  God  of  nations. 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications; 

Now  for  their  deliv'rance  rise: 
Lo!  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend; 
Fasting,  praying,  weeping,  mourning, 

Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

Though  our  sins  our  hearts  confounding. 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding; 

Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all: 
Let  that  mercy  veil  transgression. 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  eflace; 
Save  thy  people  from  oppression. 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place* 

Hear,  0  God,  the  vows  we  render; 

With  our  hosts  to  battle  go; 
Shield  the  head  of  each  defender, 

And  confound  the  haughty  foe: 
So  when  ceas'd  the  battle's  raging. 

Thine  shall  be  the  victor's  praise; 
And  in  holy  bonds  engaging. 

We  will  serve  thee  all  our  days. 

CHARITY  SERMONS. 

Hymns  73.  (c.  m.) 

Matt.  xxY. 
Jesus  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum^ 
Or  pav  the  mighty  debt. 
p  2 


IQ2  HYMNS. 

^  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light. 
Dost  thou  exalted  shine; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine? 

2  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

A.nd  visited  and  cheer'd; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress. 
Thy  suppliant  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face  with  rev'rence  and  with  love. 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see; 
O  may  we  rather  beg  our  bread. 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 

Hymn  74.  (III. 

1  Lord,  thy  care  for  all  providing 

Warm'd  thy  faithful  prophet's  tongue; 
Who  the  lot  of  all  deciding, 
Thus  to  ancient  Israel  sung. 

2  When  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure. 

Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind; 
To  the  poor  belongs  the  treasure. 
Of  the  scatter 'd  ear  behind. 

CHORUS. 

These  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

^  When  thine  olive  plants  increasing 
Pour  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain. 


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Grateful  thou  shall  take  the  blessing, 
But  not  search  the  bough  again. 

Chorus.     These,  &c. 

4  When  thy  favor'd  vintage  flowing, 

Gladdens  thy  autumnal  scene, 
Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing- 
But  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  glean. 

Chorus.    These,  &c. 

5  Still  we  read  thy  word  declaring 

Mercy,  Lord,  thine  own  decree; 
Mercy  ev'ry  sorrow  sharing, 

Warms  the  heart  resembling  thee. 

G  Still  the  orphan  and  the  stranger. 
Still  the  widow  owns  thy  care; 
Screen'd  by  thee  in  ev'ry  danger. 
Heard  by  thee  in  ev'ry  pray'r. 

Hallelujah,  Amoi 

Hymn  75,  (c.  m.) 

1  Yes,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  fade, 

With  God  laid  up  in  store; 
Treasure  beyond  the  changing  sky. 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 

2  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scatter'd  here  below, 
In  the  fair  fertile  fields  above. 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 
S  The  mite  my  willing  hands  can  give, 
At  Jesus'  feet  I  lay: 
Grace  shall  the  humble  gift  receive, 
Abounding  grace  repay. 


\Q4f  HYMNS. 

Hymn  76.  (c.  m.) 

Sunday  or  Charity  School. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands 

At  melting  pity's  call; 
And  the  rich  blessings  of  whose  hands, 
Like  heav'nly  manna  fall. 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim. 

And  God  will  well  approve. 
When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name. 
And  their  Creator  love. 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss  in  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutor'd  youth, 
And  lead  the  mind  that  went  astray. 
To  virtue  and  to  truth. 

4  Almighty  God!  thine  influ'nce  shed, 

To  aid  this  good  design; 
The  honors  of  thy  name  be  spread, 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 

Hymn  77.  (V.   V 

Children  and  Gonp'egation. 
Children. 

1  Come  let  our  voices  join 

In  one  glad  song  of  praise; 
For  favors  so  divine. 

Our  grateful  hearts  we  raise. 
Congregation. 
To  God  alone,  your  praise  belongs; 
His  love  demands  your  earliest  songs. 
Children. 

2  Now  we  are  taught  to  read 

The  book  of  life  divine; 


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Where  our  Redeemer's  love. 
And  brightest  glories  shine. 
Congregation. 
To  God  alone  the  praise  is  due, 
Who  sends  his  word  to  us  and  you. 
Children. 

3  Within  these  hallow'd  walls. 

Our  wand' ring  feet  are  brought; 
Where  pray'r  and  praise  ascend. 
And  heavenly  truths  are  taught. 
Congregation. 
To  God  alone  your  offerings  bring; 
Here  in  his  church  his  praises  sing. 
Children. 

4  For  blessings  such  as  these. 

Our  gratitude  receive; 
Lord,  here  accept  our  hearts; 
'Tis  all  that  we  can  give. 
Congregation. 
Great  God  accept  their  infant  songs; 
To  thee  alone  their  praise  belongs. 
Both. 

5  Lord,  bid  this  work  of  love. 

Be  crown'd  with  meet  success: 
May  thousands  yet  unborn, 

This  institution  bless. 
Thus  shall  the  praise  resound  to  thee, 
Now  and  throughout  eternity. 

Hymn  78.  (IIL  2) 

Collection  for  the  spi-ead  of  the  Gospel. 
1    With  my  substance  I  will  honor 
,     My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord; 


166  HYTVINS. 

Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manors 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 

2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation, 

His  abounding  grace  proclaim; 
Let  his  friends  of  every  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted; 

May  the  world  the  Saviour  know; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted: 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

.     MISSIONARY. 

Hymn  79.  (l.  m.) 

Prayer  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Thy  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word. 
And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face. 
Assemble  round  thy  mercy-seat. 

To  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sworn  to  give  thy  Son, 
To  be  a  light  to  Gentile  lands? 

To  open  the  benighted  eye. 

And  loose  the  groaning  captive's  bands? 

3  Hast  thou  not  said  from  sea  to  sea. 
His  vast  dominions  shall  extend? 
That  every  tongue  shall  call  him  Lord, 
And  every  knee  before  him  bend? 

4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear; 
The  ^ime  to  favor  Zion  come; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
To  call  th}*  banish'd  childrcfn  home. 


HYMNS.  167 

Hymn  80.  (III.  3) 

Ghnst  the  light  of  the  Gentiles- 

1  O'er  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness, 

Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze; 
See  the  kindreds  of  the  people. 

Lost  in  sin's  bewild'ring  maze: 
Darkness  brooding 
On  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

2  Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Rise,  and  all  thy  blessings  bring: 
Light  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles! 

Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing: 
To  thy  brightness, 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

3  May  the  heathen  now  adoring 

Idol  gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and  worshipping  before  himv 

Serve  the  living  God  alone. 
Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth,  as  floods  the  sea. 

4  Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given; 

Zion's  Ruler,  give  command; 
Let  the  company  of  preachers. 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land. 
Lord  be  with  them, 
Alway  to  the  end  of  time. 

Hymn  81.  (III.  2) 

1  Men  of  God,  go  take  your  stations; 

Darkness  reigns  through  all  the  earth; 
Go  proclaim  among  the  nations, 
Tidings  of  Messiah's  birth. 


168  HYMNS. 

2  Of  his  gospel  not  ashamed, 

As  the  power  of  God  to  save; 

Go  where  Christ  was  never  named; 

Publish  freedom  to  the  slave. 

3  V/hat  though  earth  and  hell  united. 

Should  oppose  the  Saviour's  plan? 
Plead  his  cause,  be  not  affrighted; 
Fear  ye  not  the  face  of  man. 

4  When  expos'd  to  threat'ning  dangers, 

Jesus  will  his  own  defend; 
Borne  afar  midst  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  will  appear  your  friend. 

Hymn  82.  (j^. 

For  Missionaries  on  their  departure . 

\  With  heav'nlj  power,  O  Lord,  defend 
Those  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend; 
Fill  them  with  all-sufficient  grace. 
And  guide  their  feet  in  paths  of  peace. 

3  Mid  distant  climes  or  dreary  plains. 
Where  pagan  darkness  brooding  reigns; 
O  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue, 
And  nerve  their  arm  and  clear  their  view, 

3  When  worn  with  toil  their  spirits  fail. 
Bid  them  the  glorious  future  hail; 
Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 
And  onward  urge  their  conquering  way. 

4  Before  them  thy  protection  send; 

O  keep  them,  save  them  to  the  end; 
Nor  let  them,  as  thy  pilgrims,  rove 
Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love- 


HYMNS.  IQQ 

Hymn  83.  (III.  1) 

The  universal  reign  of  Christ. 

Hark!  the  song  of  Jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar; 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea. 
When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore. 

Hallelujah!  for  the  Lord 
God  Omnipotent  shall  reign; 
Hallelujah!  let  the  word 
Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

Hallelujah!  Hark!  the  sound, 
From  the  depths  unto  the  skies; 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around. 
All  creation's  harmonies: 

See  Jehovah's  banner  furl'd; 
Sheath'd  his  sword;  he  speaks;  'tis  done: 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world. 
Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole. 
With  illimitable  sway; 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll. 
Yonder  heavens  have  pass'd  away. 

Then  the  end:  beneath  his  rod, 
Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall; 
Hallelujah!  Christ  is  God; 
God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 

(See  Hymns  for  Epiphany.) 

Hymn  84.  (l.  m,) 

For  the  Jews. 
High  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 
Israel  still  sleeps  the  tuneful  string? 


170  HYMNS. 

Still  mute  remains  the  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zi^n's  song  denies  to  sing? 

2  Awake!  thy  loudest  raptures  raise; 
Let  harp  and  voice  unite  their  strains; 
Thy  promis'd  king  his  sceptre  sways; 
Behold  thy  ow^n  Messiah  reigns. 

3  By  foreign  streams  no  longer  roam, 
And  weeping  think  on  Jordan's  flood; 
In  every  clime  behold  a  home; 

In  every  temple  see  thy  God. 

4  No  taunting  foes  the  song  require; 
No  strangers  mock  thy  captive  chain; 
'Tis  friends  provoke  the  silent  lyre. 
And  brethren  ask  the  holy  strain. 

5  Then  why  on  bending  willows  hung, 
Israel  still  sleeps  the  tuneful  string? 
Why  mute  remains  the  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zion's  song  delays  to  sing? 

SEASONS. 

Hymn  85.  (l. 

J^ew  Year. 
1  The  God  of  life,  whose  constant  care 
With  blessings  crowns  the  op'ning  year. 
Thy  scanty  span  doth  still  prolong. 
And  wakes  anew  mine  annual  song. 


Q 


How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  ot  the  dead! 
Since  to  this  day  the  changing  sun. 
Through  his  last  yearly  period  run. 


HYIV^S.  171 

3  We  yet  survive;  but  who  can  say. 

That  through  this  year,  or  month,  or  day, 

I  shall  retain  this  vital  breath? 

Thus  far  at  least  in  league  with  death* 

4  That  breath  is  thine.  Eternal  God! 
'Tis  thine  to  fix  my  soul's  abode; 
W  e  hold  our  lives  from  thee  alone. 
On  earth,  or  in  the  world  unknown. 

i5  To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign; 

Make  them  and  own  them  ever  thine; 

So  shall  we  rest  secure  from  fear. 

Though  death  should  blast  the  op'ning  year^ 

6  Thy  children,  willing  to  be  gone, 
May  bid  the  tide  of  time  roll  on. 
To  land  them  on  that  happy  shore 
Where  years  and  death  are  known  no  more. 

Hymn  86.  (c  m  ) 

J^ew  year. 

1  And  now  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  thy  short  life  is  past; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here. 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Much  of  my  dubious  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run, 
The  fe\v  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake  my  soul;  with  utmost  care. 

Thy  true  condition  learn; 
What  are  thy  hopes,  how  sure,  how  fair. 
And  what  thy  great  concern? 


172  HYiMNS. 

4  Now  a  new  scene  of  time  begins; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heav'n: 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  daily  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heav'nly  road, 
And  hope  a  happy  end. 

Hymn  87.  (c 

Close  of  the  year. 

1  Awake  ye  saints,  attune  your  harps. 

And  raise  your  voices  high; 
Awake  and  praise  that  sov 'reign  love. 
Which  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day; 
Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  ir;any  years  their  rounds  shall  run. 

Nor  many  mornings  rise; 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd. 
To  our  transported  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature  speed  your  course; 

Ye  mortal  powers  decay; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

Hymn  8S.  (UL 

Close  of  the  year. 

1  While  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
Hasted  through  tlie  former  year: 


HYMNS.  173 

Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here: 
Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state. 
They  have  fled  from  all  below; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 
But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies. 
Swift  its  destin'd  mark  to  find; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies. 
Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind; 
Thus  with  speed  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream; 
Lord,  on  high  our  wishes  raise; 
All  on  earth  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live. 
With  eternity  in  view: 

Guide  the  young,  and  warn  the  old; 
Bid  them  seek  the  Saviour's  love; 
That  when  life's  brief  tale  is  told, 
All  may  dwell  with  thee  above. 

Hymn  89.  (c.  m.) 

The  barren  fig  tree:  for  the  end  of  the  year.    Luke  xiii, 

1  See  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord, 
A  barren  fig  tree  stand; 
It  yields  no  fruit,  no  blossom  bears, 
Though  planted  by  his  hand. 

3  From  year  to  year  he  seeks  for  fruit> 
And  still  no  fruit  is  found; 

«  2 


^74  HYMNS. 

It  stands  among  the  living  trees, 
Encumbering  the  ground. 

5  Butlo!  the  gracious  Saviour  plead*; 
**  The  barren  fig  tree  spare; 
In  mercy  stay  the  threafning  hand. 
And  grant  another  year. 

4  Perhaps  some  means  of  grace  untri'd, 

May  reach  the  stony  heart; 
Or  the  soft  dews  of  tender  love. 
May  heav'nly  life  impart. 

5  But  if  all  means  should  prove  in  vain. 

And  still  no  fruit  appear; 
Then  mercy  may  no  longer  plead. 
Nor  ask  another  year.*' 

Hymn  90.  (l. 

The  seasons  crowned  with  goodness. 

1  Eternal  source  of  every  joy! 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ. 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear. 
To  hail  thee  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise. 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flow'ry  spring  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air  and  paints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coast  redundant  store?: 


HYMNS.  1 7^ 

And  winter,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horror  ^vea^. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise; 
And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid. 
With  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade. 

^  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise. 
And  circling  sabbaths  bless  our  eyes. 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar. 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

Hymn  91.  (c.  m.) 

Spring, 

i   While  beauty  decks  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  on  the  spray. 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale; 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day. 

-rl  And,  liarki  the  feather'd  warblers  sing: 
'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice; 
Soft  music  hails  the  balmy  Spring, 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

-S  Thus  to  my  soul,  O  God  of  grace. 
Thy  life  and  warmth  impart; 
Bid  ev'ry  trace  of  winter  cease. 
And  Spring  revive  my  heart* 

4  Inspir'd  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 
Glad  nature's  cheerful  song; 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine. 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 


1 76  HYMNS, 

Hymn  92.  (cm. 

Harvest. 

1  My  soul,  th&  God  of  seasons  praise; 

My  tongue  his  goodness  sing; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time. 
And  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

2  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away. 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

3  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beama 
The  rip'ning  harvest  bless. 

4  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sown  in  hope. 

Hymn  93.  (HI.  2 

Autumn. 

X  See  the  leaves  around  us  falling. 
Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound: 

2  "  Sons  of  Adam,  (once  in  Eden, 

Where  like  us  he  blighted  fell;) 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading; 
Mark  the  awful  truth  we  tell. 

3  Youth  on  length  of  days  presuming. 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread; 


HYMNS.  ]  • 

View  us  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Number'd  now  among  the  dead: 

i  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 
Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you; 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

5  Yearly  in  our  course  returning. 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay. 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning 
Heav'n  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

6  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

O  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid; 
^his  alone,  forever  vernal. 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

Hymn  94,  (c,  m. 

Winter, 

1  Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains. 

Encircling  nature  round; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains. 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd. 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  gen'rous  beams. 

And  light  and  warmth  depart. 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart! 

3  0  happy  state,  divine  abode! 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns. 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

4  Great  source  of  light,  thy  beams  display; 

My  drooping  joys  restore. 


178  HVMNS. 

And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day. 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

Hymn  95.  (l.  si,^ 

Morning  or  Evening, 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  ev'ning  new. 
And  morning  mercies  from  above. 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread 'st  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light. 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs. 

1^1  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand. 
Demand  perpetual  songs^  of  praise. 

Hymn  96.  (l.  M.) 

Morning. 

1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid. 
We  safely  pass'd  the  silent  night; 
Again  we  see  the  breaking  shade. 
And  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New  born  we  bless  the  waking  hour. 
Once  more  with  awe  rejoice  to  be; 

Our  conscious  souls  resume  their  powV, 
And  spring,  O  gracious  God,  to  thee. 

3  0  guide  us  through  the  various  maze. 
Our  doubtful  feet  are  doom-d  to  tread; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze. 
When  dangers  press  around  our  head. 


HVMNS.  179 

4  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend; 
A  deeper  sleep  our  eyes  oppress; 
Yet  still  thj  goodness  shall  defend, 
Thy  mercy  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  fade  away; 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  our  eyes; 
T!iy  light  shall  give  eternal  day. 

Thy  love  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

Hymn  97.  (III.  4) 

1  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies; 
Christ,  the  true  and  only  light; 
Sun  of  righteousness  arise; 
Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night: 
Day  Spring  from  on  high  be  near; 
Day  Star  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  nwrn, 
Unaccompanied  by  thee; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return. 
Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see; 
Till  they  inward  light  impart. 
Glad  my  eyes  and  warm  my  heart. 

j.l  Visit  thou  this  soul  of  mine;  '    • 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  radiancy  divine; 
Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  thyself  display; 
Shining  to  tlie  perfect  day. 

Hymn  98.  (l.  m.) 

3  Awake,  my  soul  and  with  the  sun^ 
Thj  daily  course  of  duty  run; 


130  HYMN8- 

Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 
2  Thy  talents  to  improve  take  care; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare; 
Redeem  thy  mispent  time  that's  past, 
And  live  this  day  as  if  thy  last. 

$  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere; 

Thy  conscience  as  the  noon  day  clear; 
Think  how  th'  all  seeing  God  surveys 
Thy  secret  thoughts  and  all  thy  ways. 

4  Wake  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
Glory  to  thee.  Eternal  King. 

5  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  tliee  renew; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  early  dew; 

Guard  the  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

6  Suggest,  direct,  control  this  day. 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

7  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow,: 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  y'  angelic  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Hymn  99.  (L.  m.) 

JEvfning-. 
\   Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night. 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light: 


HYMNS. 


181 


Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed: 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  1  may 
Triumphant  rise  at  the  last  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose. 

And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eye-lids  close: 
Sleep,  that  may  me  more  vig'rous  make 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  y'  angelic  host; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Hymn  100.  (c.  m.) 

Evening. 

1  Sow  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 

Let  flames  of  love  arise; 
Assist  us.  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  ev'ning  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 

Have  made  up  all  this  day; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift,  more  free  than  they. 

''^'  New  time,  new  favours,  and  new  joys, 
Do  a  new  song  require; 
R 


IQ2  HYMNS. 

Till  we  should  .praise  thee  as  we  would. 
Accept  our  hearts  desire. 

Hymn  101. 
Evening. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on; 
Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days, 
And  every  ev'ning  shall  make  known, 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past. 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

S  1  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep; 
Peace  is  the  pillow  of  my  head. 
While  well  appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come. 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground. 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
"With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

BURIAL  SERVICE. 

Hymn  102.  (c.  m.) 

1  No  more  lament  departed  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms; 
Death's  but  the  servant  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  us  to  his  arms. 

2  If  sin  be  pardon'd  we're  secure; 

Death  hath  no  sting  beside; 
The  law  gave  sin  its  strength  and  pow'r, 
But  Christ,  our  ransom,  died. 


HYMNS.  I8g 

3  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd. 

When  in  the  grave  he  lay; 
And  rising  thence,  their  hopes  he  rais'd 
To  everlasting  day. 

4  Then  joyfully,  while  life  we  have. 

To  Christ  our  life  we'll  sing; 
"  Where  is  thy  victory,  O  grave? 
And  where,  0  death,  thy  sting?" 

Hymn  103.  (s.  m.) 

1  And  must  this  body  die? 

This  well  wrought  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine. 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh. 

Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives. 
And  often  from  the  skies 

Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust. 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace. 
Shall  these  our  bodies  shine. 

And  fashion'd  like  their  risen  head. 
Be  heav'nly  and  divine. 

Hymn  104.  (s.  m.) 

1  How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 

That  hastens  to  the  sea; 
How  strong  the  tide  that  bears  our  souls. 

On — to  eternity! 


184  HYMN&. 

2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they? 
With  all  they  call'd  their  own; 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares,. 
And  wealth,  and  honor  gone. 

3  There,  where  the  fathers  lie. 
Must  all  the  children  dwell; 

No  other  heritage  possess^, 
But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 

4  God  of  our  fathers,  hear; 
Thou  everlasting  friend  I 

While  we  on  life's  extremest  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

5  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace; 
Till  with  them  in  the  land  of  light. 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

Hymn  105.  (c.  m.) 

1  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name. 

And  humbly  own  to  thee. 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame — 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still. 

As  months  and  days  increase; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell 
But  leaves  the  number  less. 

S  The  year  rolls  round  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be. 
We're  trav'Uing  to  the  grave. 


HYMNS.  185 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  tlie  ground. 
To  push  us  to  the  tomb; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

3'  Great  God!  on  what  a  slender  thread 
Hang  everlasting  things; 
Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead. 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

6  Infinite  joy  or  endless  wo 

Attends  on  every  breath; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death. 

7  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense. 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road; 
That  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
They  may  be  found  with  God. 

Hymn  106.  (III.  1.) 

1  '•  Spirit,  leave  thine  house  of  clay; 
Lingering  dust,  resign  thy  breath; 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  away; 
Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death.-' 
Thus  th'  Almighty  Saviour  speaks, 
While  the  faithful  Christian  dies: 
Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks. 
And  the  ransom'd  captive  flies. 

3  "Pris'ner,  long  detain'd  below; 
Prisoner,  now  with  freedom  blest; 
Welcome,  from  a  world  of  wo, 
Welcome,  to  a  land  ot  rest." 
Thus,  the  choir  of  angels  sing. 
As  they  bear  the  soul  on  high; 
R  2 


136  HYMNS. 

While  with  hallelujahs  ring 
All  the  regions  of  the  sky. 

3  Grave,  the  guardian  of  our  dust; 
Grave,  the  treas'ry  of  the  skies; 
Every  atom  of  thy  dust. 
Rests  in  hope  again  to  rise. 
Hark!  the  judgment  trumpet  calls, 
"  Soul,  rebuild  thy  house  of  clay; 
Immortality  thy  walls, 
And  eternity  thy  day." 

Hymn  lOr.  (c. 

In  a  gi^ave-yard. 

1  How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave! 

Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 
The  appointed  house,  by  heav'n's  decree. 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 

2  The  wicked  here  from  troubling  cease; 

Here  passions  rage  no  more; 
And  here  the  weary  pilgrim  rests. 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  Here  rest  the  pris'ners,  now  released 

From  slav'ry's  sad  abode; 
No  more  they  hear  th'  oppressor's  voice. 
Or  dread  the  tyrant's  rod. 

4  Here  servants,  masters,  small  and  great. 

Partake  the  same  repose; 
And  here  in  peace  the  ashes  mix. 
Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

5  All  levell'd  by  the  hand  of  death 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb; 


HYMNS.  187 

Till  God  in  judgment  calls  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  righteous  doom. 

Hymn  108.  (c.  m.) 

1  Few  are  thy  dajs,  and  full  of  wo, 
0  man  of  woman  born; 
Thy  doom  is  written,  "dust  thou  art, 
And  shalt  to  dust  return." 

£  Determin'd  are  the  days  that  fly 
Successive  o'er  thy  head; 
The  number'd  hour  is  on  the  wing. 
That  lays  thee  with  the  dead. 

3  Gay  is  thj  morning;  fiatt'ring  hope 

Thy  sprightly  steps  attends; 
But  soon  the  tempest  howls  behind, 
And  the  dark  night  descends. 

4  Before  its  splendid  hour,  the  cloud 

Comes  o'er  the  beam  of  light; 
A  pilgrim  in  a  weary  land, 
Man  tarries  but  a  night. 


PART  III. 


HYMNS   MISCELLANEOUS. 

Hymn  109.  (l.  jii!) 

1  Eternal  power!  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God; 
Infinite  lengths,  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds. 

2  The  lowest  step  around  thj  seat 
Hises  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet; 
In  vain  the  tall  archangel  tries 

To  reach  thine  height  with  wond'ring  eyes. 

S  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do? 
We  would  adore  our  maker  too: 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  cry. 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High! 

4  Earth  from  afar  has  heard  thy  fume. 
And  worms  have  learnt  to  lisp  thy  name: 
But  O,  the  glories  of  thy  mind. 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

5  God  is  in  heav'n,  but  man  below; 

Be  short  our  tunes,  our  words  be  few; 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 


HYMNS.  189 

Hymn  110.  (o.  m.) 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

Witl)  angels  round  the  throne; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues. 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  «  Worthy  the  I.amb  that  died"  they  cry, 

«  To  be  exalted  thus!" 
«  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us!" 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  pow'r  divine; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine! 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one. 

To  bless  tlie  sacred  name 
Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Hymn  IIL  (HL  2) 

1  Great  Jehovah!  God  of  glory. 

Ancient  of  eternal  days! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation. 
Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise. 

2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature. 

Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought; 
For  created  works  of  power, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought? 

3  For  thy  providence  that  governs. 

Through  thine  empires  wide  domain; 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow- 
How  unsearchable  thy  reign! 


190  HYMNS. 

4  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption — 
How  shall  that  employ  my  tongue? 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression — 
Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song? 

PART    II.  (III.    2) 

1  Brightness  of  thy  Father's  glory. 

Shall  thy  praise  unutter'd  lie? 

Fly  my  tongue  such  guilty  silence. 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die. 

2  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays? 
Shame  would  cover  me  ungrateful. 
Should  my  heart  refuse  to  praise. 

3  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory. 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo; 
All  to  ransom  guilty  captives — 
Flow  my  praise,  forever  flow. 

4  Great  Jehovah!  God  of  glory! 

Ancient  of  eternal  days! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation. 
Be  thy  just  and  awful  praise. 

Hymn  112.  (III.   1) 

"  My  times  are  in  thy  hands.''^     Ps.  xxi,  15, 

1  Sov'reign  ruler  of  the  skies. 
Ever  gracious,  ever  wise; 

All  our  times  are  in  thy  hand. 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  He  that  form'd  us  in  the  womb. 
He  shall  guide  us  to  the  tomb; 
All  our  ^^ays  shall  ever  be 
Order'd  by  his  wise  decree. 


HYMNS.  J  91 

3  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health; 
Times  of  want  and  times  of  wealth; 
All  must  come,  and  last,  and  end. 
As  shall  please  our  heav'nly  friend. 

4  Plagues  and  deaths  around  us  fly — 
Till  he  bids  we  cannot  die; 

Not  a  single  shaft  can  hit. 
Till  the  God  of  love  sees  fit. 

5  May  we  always  own  thy  hand; 
Still  to  thee  surrender'd  stand; 
Know  that  thou  art  God  alone. 
We  and  ours  are  all  thine  own. 

Hymn  113.  (c.  m.) 

Sinai  and  Zion.    Heb.  xii.  18,  &c. 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke. 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill. 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will. 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light! 
Behold  the  spiritsof  the  just. 
Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight! 

4  Behold  the  bless'd  assembly  there. 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven! 
And  God,  the  judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth  and  all  the  dead 

But  one  communion  make; 


19^ 


HYMNS. 


All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

Hymn  114.  (c.  m.) 

1  Now  let  our  voices  join 

To  form  a  sacred  song. 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways. 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 

How  open  and  how  fair! 
No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet, 
No  fierce  destroyer  there.  , 

3  But  flow'rs  of  paradise 

In  rich  profusion  spring; 
The  Sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 

In  beauteous  prospect  rise. 
And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 

5  All  honour  to  his  name. 

Who  marks  the  shining  way! 
To  him  who  leads  the  wand'rers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day! 

Hymn  115.  (III.  2) 

1  Saviour,  source  of  every  blessing. 

Tune  my  heart  to  grateful  lays; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  ceaseless  son{j;s  of  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure. 

Sung  by  raptur'd  saints  above; 


HYMNS. 


19S 


Fill  my  soul  with  sacrecT pleasure, 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  Thou  did'st  seek  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God; 

Thou,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Did'st  redeem  me  with  thy  blood. 

4  By  thy  hand  restor'd,  defended. 

Safe  through  life  thus  far  I'm  come; 
Safe,  O  Lord  when  life  is  ended. 
Bring  me  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

Hymn  116.  (s.  m) 

1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  Cliurch  o'erspread: 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free. 

Are  one  in  Christ  their  head- 

£  Among  the  saints  on  earth. 

Let  mutual  love  be  found; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance. 

With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

)  Let  envy,  child  of  hell. 

Be  banish'd  far  away; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell. 

Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below. 

Resemble  that  above; 
W^here  streams  of  pleasure  overflow. 

And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 

Hymn  117.  (c.  m.) 

1  Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints 
His  image  bear  below: 
S 


194  HYMNS. 

Tlie  heart,  with  love  to  God  inspirM, 
With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

^  0  may  we  love  each  other,  Lord, 
As  we  are  lov'd  of  thee; 
For  none  are  truly  born  of  God, 
Who  live  in  enmity. 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss. 

Our  hopes  ana  fears  the  same; 
The  law  of  love  our  hearts  should  bind. 
The  fire  of  love  inflame. 

4  So  shall  the  vain  contentious  world 

Our  peaceful  lives  approve; 
And  wond'ring  say,  as  they  of  old, 
"  See  how  these  Christians  love.'' 

HyxMN  118.  (c.  M.) 

1  How  blest  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
'     In  a  believer's  ear! 

It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Jesus,  my  Leader,  Shepherd,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 


HYMNS  1()5 

5  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim. 
With  every  fleeting  breath; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

Hymn  119.  (HI.  1.) 

1  Great  the  joy  when  Christians  meet; 
Christian  fellowship  how  sweet! 
When,  their  theme  of  praise  the  same, 
They  exalt  Jehovah's  name. 

2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love. 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move — • 
When  he  saw  our  race  undone, 
Lov'd  the  world  and  gave  his  Son, 

3  Sing  the  Son's  unbounded  love. 
How  he  left  the  realms  above; 
Took  our  nature  and  our  place; 
Liv'd  and  died  to  save  our  race. 

4  Sing  we  too  the  Spirit's  love; 
With  our  stubborn  hearts  he  strove; 
Chas'd  the  mists  of  sin  away; 
Turn'd  our  night  to  glorious  day. 

5  Great  the  joy,  the  union  sweet. 
When  the  saints  in  glory  meet; 
W^here  the  theme  is  still  the  same; 
Where  they  praise  Jehovah's  name. 

Hymn  120.  (l.m.) 

1  Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee? 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise? 
Whose  glories  shine  througli  endless  days. 


1 96  HYMNS. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon, 
Let  morning  blush  to  own  the  sun; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  beclouded  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  sooner  far. 

Let  night  disown  each  radiant  star; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he. 
Bright  morning  star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  that  dear  friend. 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend? 
No,  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  yes  I  may. 
When  Pve  no  guilt  to  wash  away; 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  joys  to  crave. 
Or  no  immortal  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I'll  boast  a  Saviour  slain; 
And  Oh!  may  this  my  portion  be. 
My  Saviour  not  asham'd  of  me. 

Hymn  121.  (l.  m.) 

1  Come,  weary  souls  with  sin  distrest. 
Come  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey. 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

^  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
O  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love. 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows. 
To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 


HYMNS 

Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace; 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace! 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart; 
We  come  with  trembling  and  rejoice. 
And  bless  thy  kind  inviting  voice. 

Hymn  122.  (c.  m.) 

1  Ye  hungry  souls,  ye  starving  poor. 

Behold  a  royal  feast! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store. 
For  ev-ry  humble  guest. 

2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come: 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms — 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice. 

Before  th'  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice. 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come: 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

Hymn  123.  (l.  m.j 

Eccl  xi.  9. 
1  Ye  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 
Indulge  your  eves,  indulge  your  tongue; 

s2 


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198  HYMNS. 

Taste  the  delights  your  souls  desire. 
And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire. 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design. 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  winej 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth — but  know. 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts: 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults; 
The  works  of  darkness  you  have  done 
Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  these  alluring  vanities; 
And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

Hymn  124.  (c.  m.) 

1  I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word. 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
He  will  not  put  my  soul  to  shame. 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands. 

And  he  can  well  secure 
"What  I've  committed  to  his  hands. 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face. 
And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


HYMNS.  199 

Hymn  125.  (l.  m.) 

1  Let  all  our  works  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess; 
Bright  let  our  faith  and  graces  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  sin, 

Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denyM, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride; 
Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

Hymn  126.  (c.  m.^ 

l^'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness. 
Which  our  own  hands  have  done; 
But  we  are  sav'd  by  sov'reign  grace. 
Abounding  through  the  Son. 

2  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God, 

That  all  our  hopes  begin; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood. 
Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin, 

3  'Tis  through  the  virtue  of  his  death 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree. 
The  spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

4  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew 

And,  justify'd  by  grace. 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too. 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 


200  HYMNS. 

Hymn  127.  (III.  1) 

1  Israel,  to  thj  tents  repair! 
Why  secure  on  hostile  ground? 
God  commands  thee  to  beware; 
Lurking  foes  the  camp  surround. 

2  Hark!  the  trumpet's  martial  strain — 
Israel  gird  thee  for  the  fight; 

Rise — the  combat  to  maintain; 
Rise — and  put  thy  foes  to  flight. 

3  Sleep  not  thou  as  others  do; 
Wake,  be  vigilant,  be  grave: 
Cowards,  yea  and  sluggards  too, 
Wear  the  fetters  of  the  slave. 

4  Higher  destinies  are  thine; 
Glory  waits  thee  in  the  skies; 
Wilt  thou  then  the  war  decline? 
Wilt  thou  tamely  yield  the  prize? 

5  No — renounce  a  sluggish  world; 
Valour  aids  thee  from  on  high; 
See  the  banners  are  unfurPd! 
On  we  go  to  victory. 

Hymn  128.  (c.  m.) 

1  Hark!  how  the  watchmen  cry; 

Attend  the  trumpet's  sound! 
Stand  to  your  arms;  the  foe  is  nigh^ 
The  pow'rs  of  hell  surround. 

2  Who  bow  to  Christ's  command. 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand; 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war. 


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3  See,  on  the  mountain  top, 

The  standard  of  our  God; 
In  Jesus'  name  they  lift  it  up. 
All  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood. 

4  Our  Captain  leads  us  on; 

He  beckons  from  the  skies:  .   • 

He  reaches  out  a  starry  crown, 
And  bids  us  take  the  prize. 

5  Then  on  with  Christ  our  head! 

His  shining  footsteps  see; 
Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 
To  certain  victory. 

6  All  power  to  him  is  giv'n; 

He  ever  reigns  the  same; 
Salvation,  happiness  and  heav'n. 
Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 

Hymn  129.  (l,  m.) 

1  Man  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires; 

He  burns  within  with  restless  fires; 
Tost  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Substantial  good  to  fill  the  mind; 
We  try  new  pleasures,  but  we  feel 

The  inward  thirst  and  torment  stilL  ' 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns. 

We  shift  from  side  to  side  by  turns; 

But,  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place  but  teep  the  pain. 

4  (jreat  God,  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  of  vanity  and  dust; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind. 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joy  refin'd. 


202  HYMNS. 

Hymn  130.  (IIJ.  1.) 

1  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun: 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise. 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er. 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 

Lest  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn, 

Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest. 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

Hymn  131.  (o.  m.) 

1  Long  have  we  heard  the  joyful  sound 
Of  thy  salvation.  Lord; 
Yet  still  how  weak  our  faith  is  found; 
How  slow  to  learn  thy  word. 

Q  Oft  we  frequent  thy  holy  place. 
Yet  hear  almost  in  vain; 
Such  faint  impressions  of  thy  grace 
Our  languid  powers  retain. 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  our  love! 
How  negligent  our  fear! 
How  low  our  hopes  of  joys  above! 
How  few  affections  there! 


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4  Great  God!  thy  sovereign  aid  impart 

To  give  thy  word  success: 
Write  all  its  precepts  on  our  heart, 
And  deep  its  truths  impress. 

5  Oh!  speed  our  progress  in  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
Where  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

Hymn  132.  (l.  m.) 

1  As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains 
The  height  of  some  commanding  hill — 
His  heart  revives,  if  o'er  the  plains 
He  sees' his  home,  though  distant  still. 

2  So  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 
By  faith  his  mansion  in  the  skies. 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews. 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

3  The  hope  of  heav'n  his  spirit  cheers; 
No  more  he  grieves  for  sorrows  past. 
Nor  any  future  conflict  fears. 

So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

4  Oh  Lord,  on  thee  our  hopes  we  stay. 
To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode: 
Assur'd  thy  love  will  far  o'erpay 
The  hardest  labours  of  the  road. 

Hymn  133.  (c.  m.) 

1  Father  of  mercies  in  thy  word, 
What  endless  glory  shines! 
Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd. 
For  these  celestial  lines. 


204>  HYMNS. 

S  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 
Exhaustless  riches  find; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows 

And  yields  a  free  repast; 
Subli'mer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heav'nly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight: 
And  still  nevv^  beauties  may  I  see. 
And  still  increasino;  li";ht. 

6  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord! 

Be  thou  forever  near; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

Hymn   134.  (cm. 

1  Great  God!  with  wonder  and  with  praise 

On  all  thy  works  I  look; 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  grace 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  book. 

2  The  stars  that  in  their  courses  roll 

Have  much  instruction  giv'n; 
But  thy  good  word  informs  my  soul 
How  I  may  climb  to  heav'n. 

3  The  fields  provide  me  food,  and  show 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord; 


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But  fruits  of  life  and  glory  grow 
In  his  most  holj  word. 

4  Here  are  my  clioicest  treasures  hid; 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies; 

Here  my  desires  are  satisfied. 

And  hence  my  hopes  arise. 

5  Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  law; 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been; 
And  from  thy  gospel  let  me  draw 
Pardon  for  all  my  sin. 

6  Here  would  I  learn  how  Christ  has  died. 

To  save  my  soul  from  hell; 
Not  all  the  books  on  earth  beside 
Such  heav'nly  wonders  tell. 

7  Then  let  me  love  my  Bible  more. 

And  take  a  fresh  delight, 
By  day  to  read  those  wonders  o'er, 
And  meditate  by  night. 

Hymn   135.  (c.  m.) 

7%e  LortTs  prayer. 

1  Father  of  all!  to  thee  we  bow. 

By  hosts  in  heav'n  ador'd. 
But  present  still  throughout  thy  works— 
The  universal  Lord. 

2  Forever  hallow'd  be  thy  name 

By  all  beneath  the  skies; 
And  may  thy  kingdom  still  advance 
Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 

S  To  thee,  O  Father,  may  each  heart 
In  filial  love  be  giv'n; 

T 


^06  HYMNS, 

And  let  thy  blessed  will  be  done 
On  earth  as  'tis  in  heav'n. 

4  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread; 

The  bread  of  life  bestow; 
As  we  our  brother's  faults  forgive.. 
To  us  forgiveness  show. 

5  Direct  our  life,  and  guard  our  feet 

From  ev'ry  evil  way. 
Lest  in  temptation's  fatal  path 
Our  footsteps  go  astray. 

6  Thine  is  the  pow'r;  the  kingdom  thine; 

The  glory  due  to  thee: 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 
And  thine  shall  ever  be. 

Hymn  136.  (III.  2) 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God; 
He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode, 

2  On  the  rock  of  ages  founded. 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded. 
Thou  art  safe  from  all  thy  foes. 

3  Here  the  stream  of  living  waters. 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Flows  to  cheer  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  dread  of  want  remove. 

4  None  can  faint  where  such  a  river 

Freely  pours,  their  thirst  t'  assuage, 
Blessings  which,  like  God,  the  giver, 
Never  fail  from  age  to  age. 


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5  Saviour,  if  in  Zion's  city 

Thou  record  our  worthless  name. 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity — 
We  can  well  endure  the  shame. 

6  Fading  is  the  sinner's  pleasure, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show: 
Solid  joy  and  lasting  treasure 
None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

Hymn  137.  (II.  S) 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye: 
My  noon -day  walks  he  shall  attend. 
And  all  my  mid-night  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint. 
Or  on  the  tinrsty  mountain  pant. 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads. 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow. 

Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow.  ^ 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way. 
Through  devious  lonely  wilds  I  stray. 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd. 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill. 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still; 


20S  HYMNS. 

Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

Hymn  138.  (c.  m.) 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys. 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  0  how  shall  words,  with  equal  warmth. 

The  gratitude  declare. 
That  glows  within  my  ravish'd  heart — 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 

3  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart. 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue. 
And,  after  death,  in  distant  worlds. 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

5  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  thy  works  no  more. 
My  ever-grateful  heart,  0  Lord, 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise; 

But  Oh!  eternity's  too  short 

To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

Hymn   139.  (111.2^ 

1  Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 
For  the  bliss  thv  love  bestows; 


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For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me. 
And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows: 

Help,  O  God,  my  weak  endeavour; 
This  (lull  soul  to  rapture  raise: 

Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  \ny  love  be  warm'd  to  praise. 

2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

Wvetched  wand'rer,  far  astray; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  patlis  of  death  away: 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling. 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear. 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing. 

Bade  the  blood-stain'd  cross  appear. 

3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express: 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling. 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless: 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure. 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure. 

Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

Hymn  140.  (l.  m,; 

1  My  great  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word; 

But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  What  truth  and  love  thy  bosom  fill! 
What  zeal  to  do  thy  father's  will! 
Such  zeal,  and  truth,  and  love  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine, 

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210  ,  HVMNS. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  pray*r; 
The  desert  thy  temptation  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here; 
Then  shall  the  Father  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Hymn  14K  (III.  1) 

1  Jesu,  Saviour  of  my  soul. 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly. 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high. 

^  Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide; 
Oh!  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

3  Other  refuse  liave  I  none; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leave,  ah  leave  me  not  alone; 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 

4  All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd; 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

Hymn  142.  (HI.  2) 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  thy  pow'rful  hand. 


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3  Open  now  the  crystal  fountains 
Whence  the  living  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through. 

3  Feed  me  with  the  heav'nly  manna 

In  this  barren  wilderness; 
Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner; 
Be  my  robe  of  righteousness. 

4  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction. 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side. 

Hymn  14S.  (c.  M.) 

1  Sov'reign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high. 

Allow  my  humble  claim; 
Nor  v/hile  a  worm  would  raise  its  head. 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 

2  My  Father!  O  how  sweet  the  sound! 

How  tender,  and  how  dear! 
Not  all  the  harmony  of  heav'n 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart; 
And  show  tliat  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

4  Cheer'd  by  signal  so  divine, 

Unwav'ring  I  believe; 
And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 


212  HYMNS. 

Hymn  144.  (UI,  1) 

1  When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resign'd  to  thee? 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes; 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise. 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know. 
Ignorant  of  all  below; 
Only  guided  by  thy  light; 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might. 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know. 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow; 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown. 
So  1  may  with  thee  be  one. 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love.' 


Hymn  145.  ^^mVJ 

1  0  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light. 
Search,  prove  my  heart;  it  looks  to  thee; 
O  burst  those  bonds  and  set  it  free. 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross; 
Hallow  each  thought;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean, 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray. 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear. 

No  harm,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 


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21S 


4  When  rising  floods  mj  soul  o'erflow. 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  wo, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart. 

And  raise  my  head  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  1  see, 
Dauntless,  untir'd,  I  follow  thee: 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still. 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way. 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day. 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 

'    Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy  and  peace. 

Hymn  146.  (l.  m.) 

1  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite; 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away. 

Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been. 
And  long  in  vain  thy  grace  receiv'd; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd: 

3  Yet  Oh!  the  mourning  sinner  spare. 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 

T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest, 

4  This  only  wo  I  deprecate; 
This  only  plague  I  pray  remove; 
Leave  me  not  in  my  lost  estate. 
Nor  curse  me  with  this  want  of  love. 

5  My  vyeary  soul,  0  God,  release; 
Upraise  me  with  thy  gracious  hand; 


21 4f  HYMNS. 

Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace. 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 

Hymn  147.  (c»m, 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform; 
He  plants  his  footsteps. in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill. 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs^ 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take^ 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

3  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast. 
Unfolding  every  hour: 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste^ 
But  sv,  eet  will  be  the  flow'r. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain: 
God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

Hymn  148.  (s.  m.) 

Oh  where  shall  rest  be  found. 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul? 


HYMNS.  215 

"Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound. 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  lives 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

i  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasur'd  by  the  flight  of  years — 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 
O  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death] 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace. 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun. 
Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face. 
For  evermore  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest; 

Alone  are  found  in  thee. 
The  life  of  perfect  love,  the  rest 
Of  immortality. 

Hymn  149,.  (c.  m, 

i  How  shall  v^^e  stand  when  Christ  appears? 
How  come  before  the  Lord? 
At  that  dread  hour  will  pray'rs  or  tears 
Avert  the  flaming  sword? 

2  Shall  sinners  plead  the  costly  blood 
Of  lambs  or  bullocks  spilt? 
Shall  they  allege  their  hearts  are  good 
And  think  to  hide  their  guilt? 


216  HYMNS. 

3  Ah  nol  the  Lamb  of  God  alone,  f^V 

The  Lamb  which  God  hath  sent, 
Can  for  our  num'rous  sins  atone. 
And  his  just  wrath  prevent. 

4  0  Lamb  of  God,  our  sins  forgive; 

On  thee  our  hopes  we  place; 
Say  to  our  troubled  spirits  live. 
And  save  us  by  thy  grace. 

Hymn  150.  (IlL  l) 

1  In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars. 
Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  fears. 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep 
Tost  with  stranger  tempests  rise; 
Wilder  storms  the  mountain  sweep; 
Louder  thunders  rock  the  skies. 

3  Dread  alarms  shall  shake  the  proud. 
Pale  amazement,  restless  fear; 
And,  amid  the  thunder-cloud. 
Shall  the  Son  of  man  appear. 

4  But  though  from  his  awful  face 
Heav'n  and  earth  away  shall  fly. 
Fear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race; 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh: 

Hymn  151.  (c.  m.  ) 

1  Then  let  the  seventh  trumpet  sound; 
The  fiercest  lightnings  glare; 
The  mountains  melt,  the  solid  ground 
Dissolve  as  liquid  air: 


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5  The  huge  celestial  bodies  roll 
Amidst  the  general  fire, 
And  shrivel  as  a  parchment  scroll, 
And  all  in  smoke  expire. 

3  Yet  still  the  Lord,  i\\e  Saviour,  reigns, 

When  nature  is  destroy 'd. 
And  no  created  thing  remains 
Throughout  the  flaming  void. 

4  Sublime  upon  his  azure  throne. 

He  speaks  th'  almighty  word; 
His  fiat  is  obey'd !  'tis  done, 
And  Paradise  restor'd. 

5  So  be  it!  let  this  system  end. 

These  fading  earth  and  skies; 
The  new  Jerusalem  descend; 
The  new  creation  rise. 

Hymn  15^. 

i  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 

The  end  of  things  created! 
The  Judge  of  mankind  doth  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated: 
The  trumpet  sounds;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before: 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise. 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding. 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies. 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding: 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay; 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepar'd  to  meet  him. 

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21S 


HYMNS, 


3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears. 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing: 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne. 

All  unprepar'd  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 

The  end  of  things  created! 
^  The  Judge  of  mankind  doth  appear. 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated: 
Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heav'n  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

Hymn  153.  (l.  M.) 

1  0  Zion,  when  we  think  on  thee. 
We  long  for  pinions  like  the  dove; 
And  mourn  to  think  that  w'e  should  be 
So  distant  from  the  land  we  love. 

2  While  here  we  walk  on  hostile  ground. 
The  few  that  we  can  call  our  friends 
Are,  like  ourselves,  with  fetters  bound; 
And  weariness  our  steps  attends. 

3  But  yet,  we  hope  to  see  the  day 
When  Zion's  children  shall  return; 
When  all  our  griefs  shall  pass  away, 
And  we  no  more  again  shall  mourn. 

4  The  thought  that  such  a  day  shall  come 
Makes  e'en  the  captive's  portion  sweet: 
Though  now  we  wander  far  from  home, 
In  Zion,  soon  we  all  shall  meet. 


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Hymn  154.  (o.  m.) 

t   How  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys 
Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes. 
Regardless  of  immortal  joys. 
And  strangers  to  the  skies. 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay; 

They  fade  upon  the  sight; 
And  quickly  will  their  brightest  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  Their  brightest  day,  alas,  how  vain! 

With  conscious  sighs  we  own; 
While  clouds  of  sorrow,  care,  and  pain 
O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 

4  O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades. 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky. 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades! 

5  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray. 
In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise. 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

6  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim! 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

7  Then  shall  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures  sprino- 
Immortal  in  the  skies.  ^ 


220  HYMNS. 

Hymn  155.  (c.  m  ) 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage. 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

S  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come; 
het  storms  of  sorrow  fall; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 

4  There,  anchored  safe,  my  weary  soul 
Shall  find  eternal  rest; 
Nor  storms  shall  beat,  nor  billows  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Hymn  156.  (c.  m.) 

1  Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart. 

Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Sorrow,  and  pain,  and  every  care. 

And  discord  there  shall  cease; 
And  perfect  joy  and  love  sincere 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soul  from  sin  forever  free 

Shall  mourn  its  pow'r  no  more; 
But,  cloth'd  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There,  thron'd  in  everlasting  light, 

Th'  exalted  Saviour  shines. 


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And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heav'nly  minds. 

5  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs; 
And  endless  honours  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love. 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire, 
Till  in  thj  blissful  courts  above. 
We  join  th'  angelic  choir. 

Hymn  157.  (c.  m.) 

1   When  Simeon  to  the  temple  came. 
What  joy  his  bosom  fiU'd, 
When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms 
He  clasp'd  the  holy  child. 

rl  **  Now  lettest  thou  thy  servant,  Lord, 
Depart  in  peace,"  he  cries; 
"  Mine  eyes  have  thy  salvation  seen— 
Content  thy  servant  dies." 

3  "  This  is  the  light  prepar'd  to  shine 

Upon  the  Gentile  lands; 
Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope 
To  break  their  slavish  bands." 

4  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpow'ring  charms; 
Nor  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace 
Encircled  in  thine  arms. 

Hymn  158.  (cm.) 

t  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight. 
Where  saints  immortal  reign; 

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222  HYMNS. 

Eternal  day  excludes  the  night. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-fading  flow'rs; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3  Bright  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green; 

So  to  the  Jews  fair  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roU'd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start,  and  shrink 

To  cross  the  narrow  sea; 
And  linger,  shiv*ring  on  the  brink. 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh!  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  faith's  illumin'd  eyes! 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er. 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Hymn  159.  (III.  1) 

1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array? 
This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar,  night  and  day 
Tuning  their  triumphant  song? 
**  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain 
Blessing,  honour,  glory,  pow'r. 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain 
New  dominion  ev'ry  hour." 


HVMNS*  22^ 

2  These  through  fierj  trials  trod; 
These  from  great  affliction  came; 
Now  before  the  throne  of  God 
SeaPd  with  his  eternal  name: 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 
Victor  palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 
More  than  conquerors  thej  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 
On  immortal  fruits  they  feed; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 
Shall  to  living  fountains  lead: 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighsj 
Perfect  love  dispels  their  fears; 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

Hymn  160.  (IV.  4) 

1   Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear. 
We  soon  shall  recover  our  home; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear. 
The  day  of  eternity  come. 

£  From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 
And  mount  to  our  native  abode. 
The  house  of  our  Father  above. 
The  palace  of  angels  and  God. 

3  Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end. 

When  rais'd  by  the  life-giving  word, 
We  see  the  new  city  descend 
AdornM  as  a  bride  for  hei'  Lord. 

4  The  city  so  holy  and  clean, 

No  j:orrow  can  breathe  in  the  air; 


224f  ^  HYMNS. 

No  gloom  of  affliction  or  sin, 
No  shadow  of  evil  is  there. 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 
That  lovely  Jerusalem  here; 
Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold; 
As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear. 

6  Immoveably  founded  in  grace, 

She  stands  as  she  ever  hath  stood, 
And  brightly  her  builder  displays. 
And  flames  with  the  glory  of  God. 

7  No  need  of  the  sun  in  that  day 

V^hich  never  is  foUow'd  by  night. 
Where  the  beauties  of  Jesus  display 
A  pure  and  a  permanent  light. 

9  The  Lamb  is  their  light  and  their  sun, 
And  lo!  by  reflection  they  shine; 
With  Jesus  ineffably  one, 
And  bright  in  effulgence  divine. 

Hymn  161.  (IV.  3) 

1  By  Faith  we  are  come  to  our  permanent  home; 

By  Hope  we  the  rapture  improve; 
By  Love  we  still  rise,  and  look  down  in  the 
skies. 
For  the  heav'n  of  heav'ns  is  love. 

2  What  a  rapturous    song,  when  the  glorified 

throng 
In  the  spirit  of  harmony  join: 
Join  all  the  glad  choirs,  hearts,   voices,  and 

lyres; 
And  the  burden  is — mercy  divine. 


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3  Hallelujah  they  cry  to  the  King  of  the  sky, 
To  the  great  everlasting  1  AM — 
To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain,  and  liveth  again — 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 


CONCLUDING  HYMNS. 


Hymn  162.  (l.  m.) 

1  Thanks  for  thy  house  of  prayer,  0  Lord; 
Thanks  for  thy  day,  and  for  thy  word; 
For  all  the  means  which  thou  hast  given 
Of  knowing  thee  and  gaining  heaven. 

2  The  Sabbath  ended,  now  we  seek 
Thy  blessing  on  us  through  the  week; 
Let  all  its  days  with  thee  begin, 
That  each  may  prove  a  rest  from  sin. 

Hymn  163.  (l.  m.) 

1  Almighty  Father!  bless  the  word. 

Which  through  thy  grace  we  now  have  heard; 
O  may  the  precious  seed  take  root. 
Spring  up  and  bear  abundant  fruit. 

2  We  praise  thee  for  tlie  means  of  grace. 
Thus  in  tb.y  courts  to  seek  thy  face: 
Grant,  Lord,  that  we  who  worship  here 
May  all  at  length  in  heav'n  appear. 

Hymn  164.  (s.  m.) 

2  Once  more  before  we  part 

Great  God  attend  our  pray'r. 


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And  seal  thy  gospel  on  the  heart 
Of  all  thy  servants  here. 

2  And  if  we  meet  no  more 
On  Zion's  earthly  ground. 
Yet  may  we  reach  that  blissful  shore. 
Where  all  thy  saints  are  bound. 

Hymn  165.  (III.  2) 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour. 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

-2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  eartli  cannot  afford. 

Hymn  166.  (IV.  4) 

1  This  God  is  the  God  we  adore; 

A  faithful,  unchangeable  friend. 
Whose  love  is  as  great  as  his  pow'r. 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past. 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

Hymn  167.  (IIL  S) 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each  thy  love  possessing. 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 


22S  HVMNS. 

O  refre8h  us, 

Trav'lUng  through  this  wildernesi. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation. 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 
May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 


PART  IV. 

HYMNS  SUITED    TO  FAMILY   AND    PRIVATE 
DEVOTION. 

Hymn  168.  (III.  \) 

Morning. 

1  Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to  day. 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  our  souls  with  heav'nly  light. 
Banish  doubt  and  clear  our  sight; 
In  thy  service.  Lord,  to  day, 
Help  us  labour,  help  us  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around; 
Going  out  and  coming  in 

Keep  us  safe  from  ev'ry  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past. 
Oh  receive  us  then  at  last; 
Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more. 
When  we  reach  the  heav'nly  shore. 


2S0  HYMNS. 

Hymn  169.  (III.  J) 

Evening-. 

1  Interval  of  grateful  shade. 
Welcome  to  my  weary  head; 
Welcome  slumbers  to  mine  eyes 
Tir'd  with  glaring  vanities. 

2  My  Great  Master  still  allows 
Needful  seasons  of  repose: 
By  my  heav'nly  Father  blest. 
Thus  I  give  my  pow'rs  to  rest. 

3  Heav'nly  Father!  gracious  name! 
Night  and  day  his  love  the  same: 
His  kind  eye  that  cannot  sleep 
My  defenceless  hours  shall  keep. 

4  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade? 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid? 
Whilst  encircled  by  thine  arm. 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 

5  With  thy  gracious  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labour  rest: 
AVelcome  sleep  or  death  to  me. 
Still  secure — for  still  with  thee. 

Hymn  170.  (c.  m.) 

Morning. 
I  To  thee  let  my  first  off'rings  rise. 
Whose  sun  creates  the  day. 
Swift  as  his  gladd'ning  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

Z  Tliis  day  thy  fav'ring  hand  be  nigh 
So  oft  vouchsaf'd  before; 


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Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply. 
And  1  that  hand  adore. 

3  If  bliss  thy  providence  impart. 

For  which  resigned  I  pray, 
Give  me  to  feel  the  grate ftil  heart. 
And  without  guilt  be  gay. 

4  Affliction  should  thy  love  intend. 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure. 
Patient  to  gain  that  gracious  end. 
May  I  the  means  endure. 

5  Be  this  and  every  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past. 

And  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 

May  grace  sustain  at  last. 

Hymn  171.  (s.  m.) 

Evening, 
\  The  day  is  past  and  gone; 
The  ev'ning  shades  appear; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  "rest; 
So  death  shall  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night 

Secure  from  all  our  fears; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep. 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise 

To  view  the  unwearied  sun. 


2^2  HYMNS. 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

Hymn  172.  (o.  m.) 

Morning. 

1  Lord  of  my  life,  0  may  thy  praise 

Employ  my  noblest  powers. 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days. 
And  fills  the  circling  hours. 

2  Preserv'd  by  thine  almighty  arm, 

I  pass'd  the  shades  of  night 
Serene  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  O  let  the  same  Almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare. 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

4  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll. 

And  guide  my  future  days; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

Hymn  173.  (IV.  4.) 

Evening". 

1  Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayV, 

Thou  shepherd  and  guardian  of  thine. 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 
The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me; 
And  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on. 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 


HYMNS.  2SS 

3  A  Sovereign  Protector  I  have. 
Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save. 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 

4  From  evil  secure,  and  its  dread, 
I  rest  if  my  Saviour  is  nigh; 

And  songs,  his  kind  presence  indeed 
Shall  in  the  night  season  supply. 

5  His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound; 
His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend. 
And  wells  of  salvation  surround 
The  soul  he  delights  to  defend. 

Hymn  174.  (c.  m.) 

Morning^. 

1  The  rising  morn  cannot  ensure 

That  we  shall  end  the  day; 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door. 
To  call  our  lives  away. 

2  Our  life  is  forfeited  by  sin 

To  God's  most  righteous  law: 
We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 
In  every  breath  we  draw. 

Hymn  175.  (c.  m.) 

Evening. 

1  To  us  a  goodly  heritage 

Our  gracious  God  assigns, 
And  in  a  safe  and  pleasant  place 
Marks  out  our  happy  lines* 

^  Come  let  us  to  his  holy  name 
A  grateful  altar  raise, 
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2Si 


HYMNS. 


And  be  this  habitation  stjl'd. 
The  house  of  pray'r  and  praise. 

Hymn  176.  (Ill,  2) 

Saturday  Evening. 

1  Safely  through  another  week, 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek. 

On  th'  approaching  holy  day: 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best; 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  When  the  morn  shall  bid  us  rise. 
May  we  feel  thy  presence  near; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes. 
When  we  in  thy  house  appear; 
There  aftbrd  us.  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  peace. 

3  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
May  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  for  all  complaints; 
Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove. 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

Hymn  177.  (HI.  1) 

Sunday  morning-. 

1  To  thy  temple  I  repair; 
Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there, 
When  within  the  veil,  I  meet 
Christ  upon  the  mercy  seat. 

2  Thou  through  him  art  reconciled; 
I,  through  him  became  thy  child; 


HYMNS.  2S3 

Abba,  Father,  give  me  grace 
In  thy  courts  to  seek  thj  face. 

3  While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung, 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue; 
That  my  joyful  soul  may  bless 
Christ  the  Lord,  my  righteousness. 

4  While  the  pray'rs  of  saints  ascend, 
God  of  love  to  mine  attend; 
Hear  me,  for  thy  spirit  pleads; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

5  While  I  hearken  to  thy  law. 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe, 
Till  thy  gospel  bring  to  me 
Life  and  immortality. 

6  W^hile  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  in  thy  name. 
Through  their  voice,  by  faith,  may  1 
Hear  thee  speaking  from  on  high. 

7  From  tliy  house  when  I  return. 
May  my  heart  within  me  burn: 
And  at  ev'ning  let  me  say, 

"  I  have  walk'd  with  God  to  day." 

Hymn  178.  (l.  m.) 

Sunday  morning. 

1  My  op'ning  eyes  with  rapture  see 
The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day, 
And  all  my  thoughts  ascend  to  thee, 
While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone, 
Nor  would  receive  another  guest; 


2^S  HYMNS. 

Eternal  King  erect  thy  throne. 

And  reign  sole  monarch  of  my  breast. 

3  O  bid  this  trifling  world  retire. 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away; 

Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire. 

One  sinful  thought  through  all  the  day, 

4  Then  while  I  to  thy  courts  repair. 
My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing; 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare. 
And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 

Hymn  179.  (l.  m.) 

Sundmj  evening. 

1  Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
A  whole  assembly  worship  thee; 

At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray; 
They  hear  of  heav'n,  and  learn  the  way. 

2  I  have  been  there  and  still  would  go; 
Tis  like  a  little  heav'n  below: 

Not  all  that  earth  or  sin  can  say 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

5  O  write  upon  my  mem'ry,  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrine  of  thy  word; 
That  T  may  break  thy  laws  no  more. 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ  and  things  divine. 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine; 
That  hoping  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down  and  wake  with  God. 


HYMNS.  2'6'7 

Hymn  180.  (l.  m.) 

1  Jesus  where'er  thj  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy  seat; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee  thou  art  found. 
And  every  place  is  hallow'd  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confin'd, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few! 
Thy  wonted  mercies  here  renew; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  blessings  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  pow'r  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care; 
To  help  our  faint  desires  to  rise. 

And  bring  all  heav'n  before  our  eyes. 

Hymn  181.  (H.  3.) 

1  "When  gath'ring  clouds  around  T  view. 
And  days  are  dark  and  friends  are  few; 
On  him  1  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienc'd  every  human  pain; 

He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears. 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heav'nly  virtue's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue. 

Or  do  the  ill  1  would  not  do; 

Still  he  who  felt  temptation's  pow*r. 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 


23S  HYMNS. 

3  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And  sore  disniay'd,  my  spirit  dies; 
Yet  he  who  once  vouchsaf'd  to  bear 
The  sick'ning  anguish  of  despair. 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

4  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend. 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile. 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while: 

Thou  Saviour  seest  the  tears  I  shed. 
For  thou  did'st  weep  o'er  Laz'rus  dead- 

5  And  oh!  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last. 
Still,  still,  unchanging  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed — for  thou  hast  died: 
Then  point  to  realms  of  endless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

Hymn  182.  (l.  m.) 

1  Throughout  the  ever  varying  scene 

Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good; 
Thy  hand,  0  G  od,  conducts  unseen 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 

Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  each  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain- 

3  Trust  we  to  youth,  or  friends,  or  pow'r; 

Fix  we  on  this  terrestrial  ball — 
When  most  secure,  the  coming  hour. 
If  thou  see  fit,  may  blast  them  all. 


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4  When  lowest  sunk  with  grief  and  shame. 

Drinking  affliction's  bitter  cup; 
Lost  to  relations,  friends  and  fame, 
Thy  soothing  hand  can  raise  us  up. 

5  Thy  pow'rful  consolations  cheer; 

Thy  smiles  suppress  the  deep  fetched  sigh; 
Thy  hand  can  dry  the  trickling  tear 
That  secret  wets  the  widow's  eye. 

6  All  things  on  earth  and  all  in  heav'n 

On  thy  eternal  will  depend; 
And  all  for  real  good  were  giv'n. 
And  all  shall  in  thy  glory  end. 

7  Be  this  my  care;  to  all  beside 

Indiff'rent  let  my  wishes  be: 
Passion  be  calm,  abas'd  be  pride. 

And  fix'd  my  soul,  great  God,  on  thee. 

Hymn  183.  (s.  m.) 

i  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love: 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  pray'rs; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one. 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

S  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear, 

4  When  we  asunder  part. 
It  gives  us  inward  pain, 


^40  HYMNS. 

But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

.5  This  glorious  hope  renews 
Our  courage  by  the  way. 
While  each  in  expectation  lives. 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

<)  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 
And  sin  we  shall  be  free; 
Vnd  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Throughout  eternity. 

Hymn  184.  (c.  m.) 

.1   Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep. 

Where  wave  resounds  to  wave; 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

"■1  The  hand,  which  now  withholds  my  joy, 
Can  yet  restore  my  peace; 
And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

3  In  the  dark  watches  of  the  night 

I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er; 
I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose, 

And  press'd  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  has  still  sustain'd  my  steps, 
And  still  has  been  my  guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest  and  build  my  hope, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod; 
He's  more  than  all  the  world  to  me— 
My  Father  and  my  God. 


HYMNS.  24fl 

Hymn  185.  (c.  m.) 

In  affliction. 

Hear,  gracious  God,  mj  humble  moan; 

To  tiiee  I  breathe  my  sighs; 
"When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone? 

When  shall  my  joys  arise? 

Yet  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns. 

Thy  word  is  all  my  stay; 
Here  would  I  rest  till  light  returns; 

Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart; 
0  smile  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease. 

And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise 

And  bless  thy  healing  rays. 
And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 

For  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

Hymn  186.  (c.  m.) 

Recovery  from  sickness. 

Sov'reign  of  Life,  I  own  thy  hand 

In  ev'ry  chast'ning  stroke. 
And,  while  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 

Thy  presence  I  invoke. 

To  thee,  in  my  distress,  I  cried. 

And  thou  hast  bow'd  thine  ear; 
Thy  pow'rful  word  my  life  prolonged, 

And  brought  salvation  near. 

Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness. 
That  with  the  pious  throng 
Y 


24,2  HYMNS. 

I  may  record  my  solemn  vows. 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gracious  hand 
Renews  our  failing  breath! 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  e'en  in  death! 

Hymn  187.  (o.  m.) 

Recovery  from  sickness. 

1  My  God,  thy  service  well  demands 

The  remnant  of  my  days: 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renew'd, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hov'ring  o'er  the  grave 
And  nature  sunk  in  pain. 

3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  were  felt, 

Didst  chase  the  fears  of  hell. 
And  teach  my  pale  and  quiv'ring  lips 
Thy  saving  grace  to  tell. 

4  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command,  I  come;  ^ 

Nor  would  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  eternal  home. 

5  Where  thou  determin'st  mine  abode 

There  would  I  choose  to  be; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heav'n  to  me. 

Hymn  188.  (c.  m.) 

Q,uietness  under  affliction. 
1  Peace!  *tis  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand 
That  blasts  our  joys  in  death; 


HYMNS.  24*S 

Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 
And  gathers  back  the  breath. 

^  'Tis  he,  the  Potentate  supreme 
Of  all  the  worlds  above. 
Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule. 
Nor  from  their  purpose  move, 

3  'Tis  he,  whose  justice  might  demand 

Our  souls  a  sacrifice; 
Yet  scatters  with  unwearied  hand 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4  Fair  garlands  of  immortal  bliss 

He  wreaths  for  every  brow; 
And  shall  tumultuous  passions  rise 
If  he  correct  us  now? 

5  Silent  we  own  Jehovah's  name; 

We  kiss  the  scourging  hand. 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  lives 
To  thy  supreme  command. 

Hymn  189.  (c.  M.) 

1  Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 

In  silence  soft  and  sweet; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sov'reign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard. 

And  gladly  I  attend; 
For  lo!  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides* 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 


24,4f  HYMNS. 

4 'By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart 
To  grieve  his  love  no  more. 
But,  charm'd  by  melody  divine. 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

Hymn  190.  (III.  1) 

"  Lovsst  thou  me?" — John  xxi,  16. 

1  'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know; 
Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought; 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no? 
Am  I  his  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly  sure  can  they  be  worse 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain? 
Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove? 
Any  duty  give  me  pain. 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
O  how  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild! 
Prone  to  unbelief  and  sin. 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

PART  II. 

1  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall: 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

2  Could  I  love  his  saints  to  meet? 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhor r'd? 
Find  at  times 'the  promise  sweet; 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 


HYMNS.  245 

3  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case, 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

4  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before. 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

Hymn  19L  {^'  ^'^ 

1  O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone! 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit. 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 

'-Z  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find: 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art. 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin. 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within. 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God; 
Thy  lisht  and  easy  burden  prove; 

The  ci  oss  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood. 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r, 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release; 
Bi-ing  near— bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

Y  2 


S46  HYMNS. 

Hymn  192.  (c.  m.) 

1  0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God! 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood 
So  freely  spilt  for  me. 

2  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak. 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  A  heart  in  every  thought  renew'd, 

And  full  of  grace  divine, 
Perfect  and  right,  and  pure  and  good — 
A  copy,  liOrd,  of  thine. 

4  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above: 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  Love. 

Hymn  193.  (c.  m.) 

1  Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue; 

It  has  no  charms  for  me: 

Once  I  admir'd  its  follies  too. 

But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Those  follies  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  delight  afford; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  known  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  op'ning  day 

The  stars  are  ail  conceal 'd. 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 


HYMNS.  2iJ 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice; 

I  bid  them  all  depart; 
His  name  and  love,  and  gracious  voice, 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee: 
And,  Oh,  I  trust  that  thou  vt^ilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me. 

Hymn  194.  (c.  m.) 

Lamenting  past  formality. 

1  Long  did  I  seem  to  serve  the  Lord 
With  unavailing  pain; 
Fasted,  and  pray'd,  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preach'd — in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  th' assembly  join. 
And  near  thy  altar  drew; 
A  form  of  godliness  was  mine — 
The  pow'r  I  never  knew. 

o  I  rested  in  the  outward  law, 
Nor  knew  its  deep  design; 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw, 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

4  To  please  thee  thus,  at  length  I  see 

Vainly  I  kop'd  and  strove; 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
Unless  they  spring  from  love. 

5  I  find  thy  perfect  law  requires 

Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 
Our  full  consent,  our  whole  desires. 
Our  undivided  hearts. 


248  HYMNS. 

6  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope? 
What  can  my  weakness  do? 
Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up — 
Thou,  thou  must  make  it  new. 

Hymn  195.  (III.  1) 

1  People  of  the  Living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around; 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 
Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 
Turns  a  fugitive  unblest: 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns 
0  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam. 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home; 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  Lord  whom  you  adore; 
Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  heart  no  more; 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

5  Tell  me  not  of  gain  or  loss. 
Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp,  or  pow'r; 
Welcome  poverty  and  cross. 
Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  hour. 

6  "  Follow  me." — I  know  thy  voice; 
Jesus,  Lord,  thy  steps  I  see; 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice; 
Light  thy  burden  now  to  me. 

Hymn  196.  (l.  m.) 

1  While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand. 
And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 


HYMNS.  2i0 

My  spirit  struggles  with  the  clay, 
Anxious  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

2  Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be. 
And  longs  her  gracious  Lord  to  see: 
Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart. 
For  *tis  far  better  to  depart. 

3  Come,  ye  angelic  envoys,  come 
And  bear  the  willing  pilgrim  home; 
Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne. 
Source  of  my  joys,  and  of  your  own. 

4  That  blissful  interview  how  sweet! 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet; 
Rais'd  in  his  arms,  to  view  his  face 
Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 

5  As  with  a  cherub's  voice  to  sing; 
To  fly  as  on  a  cherub's  wine! 
Performing  with  unwearied  nands 
The  present  Saviour's  high  commands. 

6  Yet  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight. 
We'll  wait  thy  signal  for  the  flight; 
For  while  thy  service  we  pursue. 
We  find  a  heav'n  in  all  we  do. 

Hymn  197.  (IV.  4.) 

1  To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone; 
O  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up. 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love. 
Whom  not  having  seen,  I  adore; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  pow'r; 


250  HYMN&, 

3  Dissolve  thou  the  bonds  that  detain 
Mv  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee; 
O  strike  oi!  the  adamant  chain. 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  Then  that  happy  era  begins. 
When  array'd  in  thy  glory  I  shine; 
And  no  longer  I  pierce  with  my  sins 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline. 


THE  GLORIA  PATRI. 

ADAPTED  TO  THE  DIFFERENT  METRES  USED  IN  THIS 


\.*  Tlie  peculiar  metres  have  not  been  designai- 
ed  by  the  usual  marksy  but  have  been  classified  and 
numbered  accordingly.  Tiie  Roman  numbers  refer 
to  the  class,  and  thejigures  to  the  particular  kind 
of  that  class. 

The  first  class  comprises  the  long,  common,  and 
short  metres,  which  are  designated  by  the  usual 
marks,  l.  m,,  c.  m»,  s.  m. 

II  Class  contains  those  in  which  a  verse  includes 
six  lines  composed  of  Iambic  feet,  and  comprises 
three  different  kinds. 

III  Class  includes  those  metres  in  which  the 
lines  begin  on  accented  syllables,  as  '*  Children  of 
the  Heavenly  King."  &c.~/oMr  kinds. 

IV  Class  is  those  in  which  the  lines  are  made  up 
triplets,  as  "  O  praise  je  the  Lord,  prepare  your 
glad  voice! — four  kinds. 

V  Class  is  irregular^,  and  contains  the  metres 
which  cannot  be  included  under  any  of  the  former. 

When  any  of  the  foregoing  metres  are  doubled, 
it  is  easily  seen,  and  only  requires  a  repetition  of 
Hie  tune. 

The  following  Doxologies  serve  as  examples. 


252  HYMNS. 

CLASS  I. 

C.    M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore. 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

S.    M. 

Give  God,  the  Father,  praise. 

Glory  to  God,  the  Son; 
To  Goo,  the  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

Be  equal  honour  done. 

L.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  earth  and  heav'n  adore. 

Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old. 

Is  now^,  and  shall  be  evermore. 


CLASS  n. 
1 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heav'n-s  triumphant  host 

And  all  his  saints  on  earth  adore. 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  past. 
As  now  it  is  and  so  shall  last. 

When  time  itself  shall  be  no  more. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  heav'n's  "triumphant  host 
And  saints  on  earth  adore. 


HYMNS.  25S 


Be  glory  as  in  ages  past. 
As  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


Eternal  Father,  gracious  Son, 

Immortal  Spirit,  three  in  one; 

Thou  triune  God,  thy  name  we^aise 

In  highest  strains  that  earth  can  raise; 

As  ages  past  ador'd  thy  name. 

So  endless  years  shall  sing  thy  fame, 

CLASS  III. 
1 

Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high! 
Praise  him  all  below  the  sky! 


'O 


Praise  him  all  ye  heav'nly  host! 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


Great  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  join'd  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne. 


Great  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne: 
Endless  praises 

To  the  three  in  Godhead  one! 


254  HYMNS. 

4 

Thee,  Jehovah,  thee  we  praise, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  Source  of  grace. 
One  in  three,  in  Godhead  one. 
As  through  endless  ages  past. 
Evermore  thy  praise  shall  last. 

CLASS  IV. 
1 
By  angels  in  heav'n 

Of  ev'ry  degree, 
And  saints  upon  earth. 

All  praise  be  address'd 
To  God  in  three  persons. 

One  God  ever  blest. 
As  it  has  been,  and  now  is. 

And  ever  shall  be. 


Jehovah,  we  praise  thee,  the  Father  and  Son, 
And  Spirit  eternal,  in  Godhead  but  one; 

So  angels  before  thee  of  old  did  adore. 

We'll  shout  to  thy  glory  when  time  is  no  more. 


Now  give  to  the  Father  eternal  his  praise, 
All  honour  ascribe  to  the  Son; 

And  worship  forever  the  Spirit  of  Grace, 
Three  persons  in  Godhead  but  one. 


Now  give  to  the  Father  his  praise. 
All  honour  ascribe  to  the  Son; 


HYMNS. 

And  worship  the  Spirit  of  Grace, 
Three  persons  in  Godhead  but  one. 

CLASS  V. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit  ever  bless'd, 
Eternal  three  in  one, 
AH  worship  be  address'd. 

As  heretofore 

It  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  be  so 

For  evermore. 


255 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


Page. 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep,  240 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light,  136 

Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise,  122 

All  hail  the  great  ImmanuePs  name,  140 

Almighty  Father  bless  the  word,  226 

Almighty  Father,  God  of  Grace,  121 

Angels  roll  the  stone  away,  135 

Amazing  scene,  the  incarnate  God,  120 

And  are  we  now  brought  near  to  God,  153 

And  now  another  week  has  run,  146 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year,  171 

And  must  this  body  die,  183 

And  wilt  thou,  O  eternal  God,  156 

Arise,  0  King  of  Grace,  arise,  ib. 

As  panting  in  the  sultry  beam,  29 

As  when  the  weary  traveller  gains,  203 

At  thy  rebuke  the  bloom,  27 

Awake,  ye  Saints,  awake,  147 

Awake,  ye  Saints,  attune  your  harps,  172 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  Sun,  179 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear,  223 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,  65 

Before  I  felt  thy  chastening  hand,  ♦    84 

Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay,  106 

Behold  the  mighty  Saviour  comes,  128 

Behold  the  living  Stone,  81 
z  3 


25S  ,  IND£X. 

Bless  God,  0  my  soul,  69 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  heart  expands,  164 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds,  239 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place,  1 

Blest  is  the  man,  supremely  blest,  22 

Bless  ye  the  Lord  with  solemn  rite,  95 

Blest  Instructor,  from  thy  ways,  14 

Brightness  of  thy  Father's  glory,  190 
Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning,  118 

By  Babel's  streams  we  sat  and  wept,  96 
By  Faith  we  are  come  to  our  permanent  home,  224 

Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation,  57 

Captain  of  our  Salvation,  take,  149 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day,  1 35 

Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies,  179 

Christians,  see  the  orient  morning,  119 

Clap  your  hands  with  sacred  joy,  33 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator,  come,  142 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove,  143 

Come,  let  us  to  Jehovah  sing,  59 

Come,  let  our  souls  repeat  his  praise,  68 

Come,  let  our  voices  join,  164 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs,  189 
Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart,       220 

Come,  Lord,  on  wings  of  mercy  fly,  100 

Come,  0  ye  Saints,  your  voices  raise,  21 

Come,  thou  long  expected  Jesus,  113 

Come,  weary  souls  with  sin  distrest,  196 

Disown'd  of  Heav'n,  by  man  opprest,  133 

Dread  Jehovah!  God  of  nations,  161 

Eternal  power!  whose  high  abode,  188 

Eternal  source  of  ev'ry  joy,  174 

Father  of  Heaven!  whose  love  profound,  145 

Father  of  mercies!  in  thy  word,  2Q3 


INDEX. 


250 


Father  of  all!  to  thee  we  bow,  20^ 

Few  are  thy  days,  and  full  of  wo,  187 

For  thee,  0  God,  at  Zion's  gate,  40 

Fount  of  life!  alone  in  thee,  2b 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies,  81 

Forever,  and  forever.  Lord,  84 

From  lowest  depths  of  wo,            ^  ^1 

From  Jesse's  root,  behold  a  brancn  arise.  111 

From  thv  all-seeing  spirit.  Lord,  98 

From  whence  these  direful  omens  round,  Ivil 

From  heaven,  his  everlasting  throne,  ^b 

Glad  was  my  heart  to  hear,  »» 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken,  _^uo 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night,  180 

God  from  his  cloudy  cistern  pours,  '  0 

God  is  a  spirit  just  and  wise,  19 J 

God  is  our  refuge  and  defence,  *j>^ 

God's  perfect  law  cimverts  the  soul,  lo 

God  shall  charge  liis  angel  legions,  57 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,  ^J^ 

Good  will  to  sinful  dust  is  shown,  1  lb 

Go  forth,  ve  Heralds,  in  my  name,  1^7 

Go  to  sad'Gethsemane,               ,  J;^" 

Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just,  io» 

Great  God!  what  do  I  see  and  hear,  x.J  / 

Great  Jehovah,  God  of  glory,  A»y 

Great  the  joy,  when  Christians  meet,  195 

Great  God  with  wonder  and  with  praise,  204 

Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah,  ^i^ 

Had  God  forsook  us  when  our  foes,  ^  o^ 
Hail,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord, 
Happy  are  they,  my  God  and  King, 
Hark  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 
Hark!  the  Herald  angels  sing. 
z  4 


145 

52 

112 

116 


260  INDEX. 

Hark!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy,  132 

Hark!  the  song  of  Jubilee,  169 

Hark!  how  the  watchmen  cry,  200 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise,                    -  202 

Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan,  241 

Hear,  O  my  God,  in  mercy  hear,  21 

High  on  the  bending  willows  hung,  169 

Hosannah  to  our  conq'ring  King,  137 

How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep,  82 

How  blest  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds,  194 

How  full  the  Lord's  compassions  flow,  102 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies,  144 

How  oft,  alas,  this  wretched  heart,  126 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,  118 

How  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys,  219 

How  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace,  99 

How  vast  must  their  advantage  be,  94 

How  sliall  the  young  secure  their  hearts,  83 

How  manifold  thy  works,  O  Lord,  71 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls,  IBS 

How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave,  186 
How  shall  we  stand  when  Christ  appears,        215 

How  long  wilt  thou,  0  God  of  grace,  8 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  lent  an  ear,  79 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath,  103 

I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord,  198 
In  deep  distress  I  raised  my  voice  on  high,         11 

In  loud  exalted  strains,       "  148 

Inspirer  and  hearer  of  pray'r,  232 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid,  178 

Instruct  me  in  thy  statutes,  Lord,  83 

In  tender  mercy,  not  in  wrath,  5 
In  the  midst  of  thy  temple,  O  God,  hath  our 

mind,  38 


INDEX.  ^61 

In  thee  the  sov'reign  right  remains,  54 

In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  216 

Interval  of  grateful  shade,  230 

Israel,  to  thy  tents  repair,  200 

I  strive  each  action  to  approve,  10 

I  want  a  sober  mind,  126 

Jehovah  speaks,  swift  from  the  skies,  105 

Jehovah  reigns!  with  sounds  of  joy,  62 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be,  195 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace,  161 

Jesu,  Saviour  of  my  soul,  210 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun,  46 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet,  237 

Joy  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come,  65 

Judge  me,  O  Lord;  my  trust  art  thou,  18 

Let  all  our  works  and  lives  express,  199 

Let  all  my  sins,  though  deep  their  dye,  36 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds,  50 

Let  every  element  rejoice,  lOr 

Let  God,  th'  immortal  God  arise,  42 

Let  me  with  light  and  truth  be  bless'd,  31 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue,  246 

Listen,  my  soul,  while  Jesus  prays,  129 

Lo!  from  the  hills  my  help  descends,  86 

Lo!  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending,  114 

Lo!  I  behold  the  scatter'd  shades,  138 

Long  did  I  seem  to  serve  the  Lord,  247 

Long  have  we  heard  the  joyful  sound,  202 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  227 

Lord,  forever  at  thy  side,  92 

Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see,  236 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice,  '  86 

Lord  of  my  life,  O  may  thy  praise,  232 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray,  3 


262 


INDEX. 


Lord  of  the  worlds  above,               ^  51 

Lord,  let  me  know  my  end,  27 

Lord,  bow  my  numerous  foes  increase,  2 

Lord,  thy  care  for  all  providing,  162 
Lord,  with  glowing  heart  Pd  praise  thee,         208 

Man  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires,  201 

Men  of  God,  go  take  your  stations,  167 

Mercy  and  truth  together  meet,  52 

Mercy,  judgment  now  my  tongue,  ^^ 

Messiah's  uncontrolPd  domain,  45 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows,  99 

My  God,  my  King,  to  thee  PIl  raise,  102 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be,  123 

My  Grod,  and  is  thy  table  spread,  152 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise,  160 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love,  178 

My  God,  thy  service  well  demands,  242 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope,  43 

My  God,  my  everlasting  friend,  44 

My  guilt  of  crimson  dye  erase,  37 

My  great  Redeemer  and  my  Lord,  209 

My  heart  is  pain'd;  the  shades  of  death,  37 

My  heart  its  noblest  theme  has  found,  31 

My  op'ning  eyes  with  rapture  see,  236 

My  soul,  the  God  of  seasons  praise,  176 

No  more  lament  departed  friends,  182 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more,  133 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord,  191 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts,  181 

Now  let  our  voices  join,  192 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone,  229 

Now  to  the  temple  of  our  God,  93 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul,  ^7 

O  come  let  us  sing  to  the  Lord,  60 


iNDEXc  !263 

O'er  the  realms  of  Pagan  darkness,  167 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God,  246 

Of  earth  and  all  that  dwell  therein,  16 

O  God,  my  heart  within  me  faints,  SO 

O  God,  whose  love  is  ever  free,  35 

O  God,  my  heart  is  fix'd,  *tis  bent,  38 

O  God,  my  gracious  God,  to  thee,  39 

O  God,  my  lieart  is  fully  bent,  75 

O  happy  day  that  sta3"s  my  choice,  151 

Oh  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  127 

Oh,  how  grateful  is  the  song,  58 

O  ho^v  shall  all  that  seek  thy  love,  22 

O  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name,  6 

O  Lord,  thy  mercy  my  sure  hope,  25 

O  Lord,  my  supplications  hear,  100 

Once  more  before  we  part,  226 

One  wish  with  holy  transport  warm,  19 

On  God,  my  soul,  with  patient  hope,  39 

On  thee,  who  dwell'st  above  the  skies,  89 

O  render  thanks  to  God  above,  72 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone,  245 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways,  85 

O  the  delights,  the  heav'nly  joys,  140 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation,  53 

O  thou,  the  first,  the  greatest  friend,  55 

O  thou,  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry,  121 

O  thou,  who  once  in  fiery  tongues,  143 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight,  212 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead,  139 

Our  days,  alas!  how  short  their  bound,  56 

Our  sons,  0  Lord,  beneath  thy  care,  101 

O  ye,  who  love  Jehovah's  name,  62 

0  wiiere  shall  rest  be  found,  214 

O  Zion  when  we  think  on  thee,  218 


264  INDEX. 

Peace!  'tis  the  Lord,  Jehovah's  hand,  242 

People  of  the  living  God,  248 

Ponder  my  words,  O  Lord,  give  eai%  4 

Praise,  O  praise  the  name  divine,  109 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise,  158 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator,  159 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  our  God  to  praise,  76 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  O  blissful  theme,  104 

Prepare  a  new  song,  108 
"Proclaim,"  said  Christ,  "my  Father's  grace,"  151 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord,  23 

Safely  througli  another  week,  234 

Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound,  117 

Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  tliee,  124 

Saviour,  source  of  every  blessing,  192 

See  what  unbounded  zeal  and  love,  129 

See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stands,  149 

See  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord,  173 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling,  176 

Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays,  78 

Since  Christ  our  passover  is  slain,  134 

Sing  ye  sons  of  might!  O  sing,  20 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  a  new  made  song,  63 

Sov'reign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand,  241 

Sov'reign  ruler  of  the  skies,  190 

Sov'reign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high,  211 

Spirit,  leave  thine  house  of  clay,  185 

Stay,  thou  insulted  spirit,  stay,  213 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains,  177 

Sweet  is  the  love  that  mutual  glows,  94 

Thank  and  praise  Jehovah's  name,  72 

Thanks  for  thy  house  of  pray'r,  OLord,  226 

That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe,  77 

The  day  is  past  and  gone,  231 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name,  184 


INDEX.  265 

The  festal  morn,  my  God,  is  come,  87 

The  God  of  life,  whose  constant  care,  170 

The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around,  25 

The  King  shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice,  14 

The  Lord  forever  shall  endure,  7 

The  Lord  is  in  his  holy  place,  7 

The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord,  15 
The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  wantshalll  know,  15 

The  Lord,  the  sov'reign  King,  69 

The  Lord  unto  my  Lord  thus  spake,  75 

The  Lord  upholdeth  them  that  fall,  103 
The  Lord  shall  come,  the  earth  shall  quake,     113 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare,  207 

The  man  whose  heart  with  pity  glows,  28 

The  mighty  God,  Jehovah  speaks,  34 

The  mystic  water  sanctify,  150 

Then  let  the  seventh  trumpet  sound,  216 

The  pleasures  of  this  world  below,  11 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  221 

There  is  no  God,  the  wicked  say,  9 

The  rising  morn,  the  closing  day,  41 

The  rising  morn  cannot  ensure,  233 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high,  12 

The  strains  that  ancient  David  sung,  44 

The  Saviour,  when  to  heav'n  he  rose,  158 

The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  Lord,  49 

They  that  mourn  in  dungeon  gloom,  73 

Thine  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love,  147 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore,  227 

Thou  sacred  spring  of  all  my  joys,  19 
Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known,      97 

Thou  God,  all  glory,  honour,  pow'r,  154 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life,  24 

Throughout  the  ever  varying  scene,  238 


266 


INDEX. 


Through  endless  3>ears  thou  art  the  same,  67 

Thus  saith  the  Lord;  "your  work  is  vain,  28 
Thus  saith  the  Lord;  "  the  spacious  fields,         35 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  nie  on,  182 

Thy  mercies  and  thy  love,  17 

Thy  presence,  Lord,  hath  me  supplied,  47 

Thy  wondrous  pow'r.  Almighty  Lord,  74 

Thy  people,  Lord,  who  trust  thy  word,  166 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know,  244 

'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness,  199 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race,  42 

To  David  tnus  Jehovah  sware,  93 

To  God,  our  everlasting  strength,  50 

To  God  tlie  mighty  Lord,  95 

To  God  be  glory,  peace  on  earth,  155 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope,  249 

To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord,  154 

To  thy  temple  I  repair,  234 

To  us  a  goodly  heritage,  233 

To  thee  let  my  first  otF'rings  rise,  230 

'Twas  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night,  130 

Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite,  243 

Unless  tlie  Lord  sustain  the  house,  91 

Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men,  26 

What  shall  I  render  unto  thee,  80 

What  seraph  of  celestial  birth,  54 

When  overwhelm'd  with  grief,  38 

When  Israel  out  of  Egypt  came,         ~  78 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view,  237 

When  his  lost  sheep  the  shepherd  finds,  125 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  220 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross,  132 

When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  Go^l,  208 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be,  212 


INDEX.  26r 

When  Simeon  to  the  temple  came,  221 

While  many  cry  in  nature's  night,  4 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand,  248 
While  shepherds  vv  atch'd  their  flocks  by  night,  115 

While  beauty  decks  the  fertile  vale,  175 

While  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun,  1 72 

Who  are  these  in  bright  array,  222 

Who  shall  inhabit  on  thy  hill,  9 

Who  make  the  Lord  of  hosts  their  tow*r,  90 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn,  141 

Why  do  the  heathen  rage,  2 

Why  hast  thou  cast  us  off,  O  God,  48 

"  Will  God,"  I  mourning  cried,  48 

With  glory  clad,  with  strength  array'd,  59 

With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth,  64 

With  my  substance  I  will  honour,  165 

With  heav'nly  pow'r,  0  Lord,  defend,  168 

Worship  before  Jehovah's  face,  61 

Ye  hungry  souls,  ye  starving  poor,  197 

Ye  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young,      ,  ib. 

Yes,  there  are  joys  that  cannot  fade,  163 

Youth,  when  devoted  to  the  Lord,  152 


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